The picture came upon the screen
And took me straight back,
Back to my times in the pub.
It could have been me,
A pint on the table,
A fag in my hand,
And playing cards.
Such a wonderful time
So many years ago.
Good friends,
Good company,
Lots of laughs,
And the beer was wonderful.
A treasured memory in my life
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Occasionally on a Saturday night the singing beer would be served, and one of my friends, Don, would sing 'O Sole Mio'. He looked very much like Mario Lanza. Great times in my younger days.
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Comments5
A fine write Gold.
Thank you Orchi.
wonderful, where would we be without our memories eh ..
Very true Neville, thank you.
Andy
Why did beer seem to taste better then? Reminising things always take on a golden glow. Lovely Gold
It certainly does take on a golden glow soren, such wonderful days remembered. Thank you.
Andy
👍👍 🍺
Cheers, a great poem
of the past!!
Treasured mem'ry's
to last and last! 😁
My pleasure to read indeed!💯
Best regards ✌️ Thad
Most kind Thad, thank you.
Andy
I believe I was there with you in my younger days. Amen.
You may well have been Dan. Cheers.🍺
Andy
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