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Childhood in Sea Isle City, NJ (for LaBelles challenge)
by Ed Matlack

Thursday, August 05, 2010
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We didn’t yet know the score,

At the time we were four,

We played as we got older at war,

We ran the beach, climbed the dunes,

Chased the seagulls & fished till we dropped,

Never was there a day that felt a bore…


We shopped at Miss Schmidts candy shop,

And walked to school, was only a couple blocks,

We never called soda by the name of pop,

And drank our share even when we had the chicken pox…


We body surfed the waves & used our rafts,

We surfed on ten foot surf boards,

And swam till we were water logged,

We brought sand into the house & made mom scream,

Ate tons and tons of hot dogs and ice cream…


We swam out too far making the lifeguards whistle,

And rode waves to shore like a human missile,

All the kids that visited the shore said we were lucky,

To live there year around, but we didn’t know better,

Playing in the marsh mud was always mucky…


We had boats of our own,

And rode them into the ocean,

I used to be able to see my beachfront home,

From beyond the breaking waves,

My uncle thought I was crazy,

As my boat leaked and was so little,

Hey it floated, so what if the wood was a little brittle,

We were kids and as far as we knew,

Would live forever, nothing could of us kill,

We knew well the ocean and surrounding bays,

And just played away our youthful days…




                                         © ed ~ 8/5/10


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Reviewed by Patrick Granfors 8/8/2010
Such an opportunity never to be repeated, like all of us 60's brats. Patrick
Reviewed by Linda Hill 8/7/2010
Beautiful memories Ed, that no one can take away. They will live in your heart forever. I remember my childhood too, Mama had 8 the oldest. We'd play roll a bat ( bet you don't know what that is) softball, dodge ball, we'd walk for miles or ride our bikes..I sure miss those days. Thanks Ed, for taking me back in time.

Reviewed by jude forese 8/7/2010
don't you wish we could do it all over again?
Reviewed by E T Waldron 8/6/2010
Bro Jersey,I love this look back at your wonderful childhood,and so glad you have such fond memories,bravo!

sis tl
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 8/6/2010
Such fond memories of yours awaken mine although my "ocean" was the endless grassland prairie. Thank you, Ed. Love and peace,

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler 8/6/2010
Thanks for the memories. Not very dissimilar to my own. I enjoyed this. J'nia
Reviewed by Felix Perry 8/5/2010
Great look at your childhood buddy...sounds like a great one...
Reviewed by Roger Ochs 8/5/2010
Lovely reminiscence.
Reviewed by David Maclellan 8/5/2010
Sounds like a wonderful way to play away those youthful days Ed. Reflections from those childhood days always seem to have a tinge of longing.

When we were ten foot tall and bulletproof,
Reviewed by Christine Tsen 8/5/2010
A fortress of childhood, so charming is this poem Ed!

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