by Jeanette Cooper
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Time Slips Away
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I remember cornfields and cotton patches
And Georgia’s rich farm soil,
I remember mama and daddy, my sister and brothers,
The planting seasons of labor and toil.
I remember the old farmhouses
Where we lived with dignity and pride
Where winter cold air cracks and unheated rooms
Nearly froze our young backsides.
I remember the fireplace and blazing warmth
The family gathering place we best knew,
Where each of us shared stories of our day,
Where respect and love easily grew.
I remember the big cast iron cook stove
Where mama cooked over blazing heat.
Preparing healthy meals three times each day,
For her growing family of six to eat.
I remember the cows, chickens, and horses, too
The old mare I liked to ride and race,
Flying bareback through green meadows
With clean sweet air upon my face.
I remember the thick old Sears catalog
That came in the mail once a year
It was the great mall of those days long past
A dream book as Christmas came near.
I remember the printed cotton flour sacks
Mama used to cut and sew
Making little dresses for me and sis
That made our small faces glow.
Oh what precious memories of the farm
A haven for young children to explore
Where one appreciated what they had
Instead of compulsively wanting more.
Those were days I warmly recall
Of my loving family’s humble lives
Of hard work, togetherness, respect and love
Of joys, sorrows, and peaceful gentle sighs.
© 2007 Jeanette Cooper--All Rights Reserved
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|Reviewed by Sheila Roy
|You really have a flare for writing an ending, Jeanette. This one ends powerfully. I think this will trigger many memories for some folks, and it will enchant others. Thank you for sharing these memories.
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|Jeanette, this is such a beautiful nostalgic look back. Exquisite writing.|
|Reviewed by Richard Orey
|Jeanette, my dear, your lovely verses took me on a wonderful stroll down memory lane to days on my grandparents' farm in Oregon. How special was the summer when electricity moved the kerosene lamps to the storage shed and my grandfather now sat spellbound of an evening beside his new little radio listening to The Lone Ranger! "Hi O Silver, Away!"
As always, your wonderful writes stir my emotions.
Keep doggin' it, girl friend. My days are growing shorter, and I don't want to miss out on anything.
Love to you,
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Ah memories... ...They can be sweetly therapeutic. Thank you for sharing these, Jeanette. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|I too recall many of the same memories that you reflect so beautifully upon. I loved the hard, yet simple times, made one appreciate what they had...kids today don't have a clue, on one hand I am glad on the other it would teach them to be saving, more respectful, and appreciative. Great write...took me back to a wonderful time!
|Reviewed by Michael Mathieu
|Thanks for sharing.You look back and reflect to what you have now.
Thankful for all.Loved it,made me look at my life .
Happy New Year,
|Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya
|Jeanette...nostalgic classic...love n luck...BHUWAN from Nepal.|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|I have those same exact memories, but mine are from Arkansas.|