I worked there at twelve,

Cleaned boats & pumped gas,

The boss & his wife were really great,

Even now and then in the store I got to sell bait…

From home it was right up the street,

A short walk, or shorter bike ride,

I learned alot from that job,

But never learned to save for that rainy day,

That was one thing I could not learn, for me a far feat…

I used to operate the boat lift,

Two straps one under bow & one stern,

Nowadays with insurance & such, no way,

But that was a completely different day…

Such memories are what keep us alive,

The place is surprisingly still there,

From this memory comfort I derive,

Wish I could go back and work there, I swear…

© ed ~ 4/27/11