Those Days (A Spoken Word Poem)

February 28, 2019

Please read the amazing poetry of a talented writer.

Couch Talks, Wisdom & A Cup of Joe

THOSE DAYS

Down memory lane I go, reliving
moments come and gone, days of innocence.
Saturday mornings watching old cartoons.
Man, could Popeye give Brutus a beating!
How my clothes would smell of my mom’s fragrance
after she hugged me, singing her sweet tunes.

Those were the days.
Those were the days.
Man, oh man, how I miss those days.

Sitting in dad’s lap pretending to drive,
steering that wheel like a bat out of hell.
Though the car was turned off, it was a thrill.
If I drove like that now, no one’d survive.
Lost in mom’s wedding dress. I – Southern Belle.
Walking in her shoes I could never fill.

Those were the days.
Those were the days.
Man, oh man, how I miss those days.

Remembering those nineties schoolyard days.
Fifty cent Snow Cone Fridays in the Spring.
Kids leaned against the walls in Jnco jeans,
wearing…

View original post 174 more words

Post navigation

← Consequences

Nikita Gill →