The paper boy brought Sunday’s Post on Saturday night
as our family watched “The Hit Parade” inside.
We’d hear his cart rattling by on the icy pavement,
then his song, in his nasal voice: “Baaay-berrr! ”
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Nice poem, Max. But I thought some things are missing. Like Why does the house come 'alive'? 'Tales of the world' does not present a strong case for me. And what tales? Also 'excitement' is not 'shown' in the verses, for it to 'not last long'. Some more description here would do the poem good, Max. Thank you.
Awesome poem about the superb services of yesterday. What came to mind was how bad service has gotten in the country. It is failing because we have fell in love with convenience.
Somehow, the nostalgia of this poem makes me sad. The final stanza tells me why. I would like to see more metaphors in your poem, Max. That last stanza contains a simile that is a dilly. Raynette
i liked this Max.. A brief visit to your childhood with the talent to paint wonderful images from your life. well done! HBH