Poetry and Fiction - "Golden Friendships"

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(PHOTOS FROM PINTEREST):

           

“Golden Friendships”

 Golden Friendships that once were

Golden Friendships that did occur

Golden Friendships of long ago

Golden Friendships so glad to know

 

They never die as years go by

They often glow in my mind’s eye

They live in memory forevermore

Each visit there, I still adore

 

As we long to meet and greet again

Nothing more priceless than a friend

Those days in Brooklyn will never end

Fresh in our hearts, forever penned

 

When streets were playgrounds

Our loud laughter, love sounds

We would chase down the ice cream truck

In Days of Summer – what luck!

 

We would follow its music down each city block

Vanilla! Chocolate! I tripped on a rock!

The music still blaring, I’m back on my feet

Running much faster to capture a treat

 

Then came the man who offered us rides

On a truck that teased every child

He would pull up, with a huge smile on his face

Driving each one of us wild

 

There was the “Whip” and “Flying Tiger”

A “Ferris Wheel” too

Twenty-five cents a ride

With empty pockets, what were we to do!

 

We’d run home for a quarter

In hopes he’d still be waiting on our corner

And there he was, to our delight

What a heck of a ride we were on tonight!

 

There were backyard birthday parties

Spin the Bottle too

A kiss for me and a kiss for you

Soda and chips and birthday cake too!

 

There were balmy nights out on the “stoop”

Sweating and bored in our own little group

Playing 45’s on our portables

Oh Yes! Oh Yes! We were back in the loop!

 

We carried these record players

Around like suitcases

Still sweating like heck

With red, raw smiling faces

 

There was the corner candy shop

Old fashioned and fine

Everything a penny, a nickel, a dime

Bazooka gum, potato chips, candy galore

Ice pops, ice cream, trading cards and more

 

Little drinks in wax bottles,

Candy buttons on a strip

We’d buy them all up, by our third trip

Longing for a milk shake, and our next sip

 

When the Winter rolled in

The fun didn’t stop

We’d build snowmen across the street

In the old Church lot

 

Our feet would be cold

Our noses all red

But we didn’t mind

We followed the day, wherever it led

 

Color TV came into play

Imagine that as part of our day!

So we ran to each other’s house

I tip-toed in like a mouse

To share this gift with each family

It was one huge jamboree!

 

Yes! Each family bought one

We celebrated with glee

Thought this day would never come

But it did happily!

 

Golden Friendships -

I cherished them all

Still today, we do stay in touch

But not every day, and not very much

 

Perhaps a quick phone call

A Christmas card too

But there is always laughter, nostalgia

And love, to name a few

 

We giggle at the days we were blessed to have shared

When our souls and our hearts lovingly cared

A time when our parents were all family

We were everyone’s children

Golden Friendships – and me!