My greatest childhood memory.
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Judy Meeker
She goes into a country store
And stands rooted to the floor
When she was a child.
She stares at all the wonderous things
With a nickels worth of dreams
And a smile.
Glass jars filled with
Mary Janes, candy Canes
Bon-Bons, Bubble Gum
Mint Patties, Sugar Daddys
Candy bars, Chocolate Stars
Milky-Ways, Pay Days
Kit Kats, and Cracker Jacks.
Now a woman of great wealth
She owns a chain of stores herself
But its not the same...
For none has thrilled her more
Than the little country store
Down the lane.
I miss those little Mom & Pop enterprises myself, Judy; everything today is a gigantic corporation. And as a child I always marveled at how far my 10 cents went in those delightful little stores.
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Susan
"The Country Store" brings mellifluous memories in the winning story of a candyless child.
Lady Poet, Your quill can make One fly on the wings of imagination.
Long healthy creative life, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU