Remembrances Continued Again…
Snow forts on Pleasure Avenue,
Submarines under the porch,
War games on the beach,
Army men and tanks in the sand next to home,
These things I do remember, wherever I roam…
Looking for Rags (our dog then) during a break in the storm,
He ran away again, every time he did get out,
Homes ripped up from the ground,
Cousins place leaning like the Tower of Pisa,
Boardwalk with no boards, only the cement pilings left standing,
The merry go round gone, its horses surround our home,
All from the power of Nature, a three day northeast storm in 1962…
Playing games at friends homes, Terry and Mike Joe & Chuck & me,
Watching the waves in winter breaking over the promenade,
Winter storms the best, what kind of neat stuff will we find washed up next,
Snow storms back then seemed more intense,
Maybe because we were smaller & had less sense,
Out in every type of weather, never fearful of the ocean or Mother Nature…
© ed ~ 7/20/04
Ed,
thanks for waking up old mind here to some great memories
Tommy
I have enjoyed a magnificent reading from a true poetic writing.
Keep posting Your tresures, Sublime Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Love Tinka
That 1962 storm sure sounded horrific !
Oh these wonderful childhood memories,
and where "fear" was a foreign word.
Great write Ed.
Warm hugs
Elga
Thank you.
Susan