Those Were The Days Poem by Kim Schilling

Passing notes back and forth;
“Do you think he likes me? ”
“Check Yes or No or Maybe”.
Those were the days,
Of youth and innocence.

And scurrying off to church;
“Don’t be late! God is watching! ”
But stealing a church newsletter,
illusory proof that we’d gone,
heading to the malt shop instead.

Yes, those were the days…

And what about kickball?
I so rocked at that!
Smashing the ball with neighborhood kids,
waiting for dad to whistle for dinner.
Steaks grilling on the barbecue.

Later resting on the porch sipping 7-Up;
the school band practicing in the background,
and fireflies flying effortlessly around,
avoiding our glass jars and cupped hands.
Can you remember those days?

Stories being told around campfires,
scary enough to keep me awake,
but lulled to sleep by a loving mom.
“Remember these days”, she said,
“for they’ll soon be long passed.”



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