I enjoyed this. The simplicity and fondness for how you remember these things shine through.

Stephanie

You got me, Leann, not only shared in your memories, but conjured up many of my own. What I wouldn't give now for some of those wonderful summer evenings among family and friends. I enjoyed being nostalgic and wistful...Jerry

This brought me back to summer vacations spent in North Carolina with my grandparents. You have a gift for words, the ability to transport others to their memories nearly forgotten. Keep up the great work!

Albert

Wonderful memories you have shared
Thanks for sharing
Yes, they grow a lot of corn in Mo?
Ron

How wonderful of you to take us along on your trip down memory lane Leann, great write, thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Wonderful, thanks for sharing, I can now say I have been to Bolivar.

God Bless You and Your Loved Ones

The Christian Cop

Yeah, and they still blow that darned whistle or the clock chimes or something at noon and the whole town stops what it is doing to go eat. Lovely. Liz

Great images in this nostalgic write.. I sometimes wish we could go back to those wonderful childhood days and live them all over again!........M

...wonderful memories...and images you have penned here Leann...simpler times...excellent images..perhaps some photos taken with an old Brownie also...
very well done...
John

A lovely experience of a youngster enjoying the activities of her family. I can remember as a child when everything I tasted, touched, smelled, or saw was so alive and real, leaving wonderful memories. You've captured those feelings with your young character. Nicely done.

Nothing's better than spending time with gramma and grampa, Leann. This makes me remember, and cherish, the time I spent with them.

You have so wonderfully shared the "essence" of those times. Wonderfully done, Leann. Thank you for sharing such a poetic gift. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis

Leann,
Your poem reminds me of my small village hometown in Ohio, where still today, in the 21st Century, neighbors help neighbors, go to church on Sunday, work hard and live a carefree life with friends and family, though their community only has 2 traffic lights.

Beautiful recollections in this poem.

Jill

This is a truly captivating stroll through your photo album of memories Leann and one that is sure to bring back fond memories of all of our childhoods. Though in a different country I could so relate your story to my own visits with my grandparents on the farms of PEI. Well done.

hugs
Fee

Bolivar caught my attention. I've driven down old highway 13 through that town. The new 13 has really made it easier to get to Springfield. Your picture reminds me of so many small towns in days which seemed much easier.

Larry

Leann,

I love your poetry. It's so gentle and down to earth. Although our worlds are so far apart the nostalgia and memories are very similar. I never knew my real granny she passed on when I was only two (2) but my step granny was a real peach. There were always such delicious smells stirring from the kitchen. She would always entertain us kids with her fine piano playing. My grandpa use to play a mean fiddle but it would take much pestering and coaxing to get him to play it. Ahhhh! the memories are so sweet and you brought them all to light with your beautiful poetry. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.