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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!
