Memories stirred in me
Of times in my youth,
Where time had no meaning
Except to others.
Up to the pub I went,
Drank some beer,
Threw some darts,
Played some cards.
Then ten minutes before closing
The bell would go,
The landlord would shout
“Last orders please.”
At eleven o’clock
The bell would go again
With the call of
“Time gentlemen please.”
We then had just ten minutes
To finish our pints.
I would walk home
Where my parents would greet me.
Whoa betide me though
If my timing was wrong.
If I got home before eleven
Mum would say to me,
“Your early, are you alright?”
Or it I got in after twenty passed
She would say to me,
“Your late! Where have you been?”
Then there were the times
When I went out with girls
And time just passed by so swiftly,
But the end of the evening would come.
And I am sure my Mum believed me
About the number of times
My watch stopped,
During those glorious times,
Those glorious times of my youth.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: So very long ago now.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments5
Ah yes, that was mediaeval pubs for us two, remembering fine days!
True Orchi, fine days indeed.
Andy
still, my friend -your watch will stop again, lost within nature's embrace or one of life's quickly forgotten wonder's,
still, we must yearn to squeeze every last drop from that bitter fruit, we call life...
simple words, reflecting on tender memories have that effect letting your readers delve and lose themselves, awash in similarly cherished scenes of their own recalled memories
a wonderful write!
Thank you so much LB for your wonderful words. It is s true that we must enjoy every moment of our lives, they will not happen again.
Andy
Memory supplies those time again whenever we need them dear Andy - a finely crafted write.
Thank you Fay, memories are so important for our well-being.
Andy
Yeah! and "Amen!" "Glorious times" indeed. I'm sure half the world sees themselves in this quiet remembrance. Thank you for posting. It brought back a lot of memories for me too. Thanks - Phil A.
Thank you Phil, so glad it brought back memories for you as well.
Andy
Hi Andy,
A great ✍ write. I remember the years of my twenties and thirties seemed to me an eternity.
I turned 40 one day and the years seem to go faster.
Keep writing ✍ and safe during these challenging times.
FineB
Thank you FB, time seems to go quicker the older you get and at my age it seems to flash by but I still enjoy every moment.
Andy
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