When I was a lad all those years ago
We'd get our shopping from the corner shop,
There were no supermarkets then you know
The pace of life slower, now it's nonstop.
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when the time comes, i wonder what our children in turn will say thanks David
Nice nostalgic poem David. My grandfather owned a grocery store that he built with his father when he was a teenager. I remember talking with Vinny the Butcher, picking out a free piece of candy, and all the elderly ladies that my grandfather took care of, hand delivering their groceries and checking in on them regularly. Then came Kroger! Oh well. Those were the days. Thanks for sharing your light verse and memories with us! Take care.
Those good old days, gone but never forgotten.This is especially dear to one of my age.A smooth flowing, well rhymed reminder of yesteryear.Very appealing at 10
Thank you, there were less health and safety regulations but I think we were all healthier then.
I like this poem very much, David. The rhyming is great, it flows well, and gives an honest appraisal of how impersonal this progressive society has become.
Thank you, those at the check out tills in supermarkets can no longer add up a set of figures in their head the till does it for them. They call that progress.
Beautiful, David. So true and a bit sad that these wonderful corner shops with old ladies serving us, have no longer a place in our world.