Poem: Back to those … care free days

Back to those … care free days

I’ve traveled back in time
But only in my mind
Back to the time
When I was young
When I use to have fun
Back to those … care free days

And I think about the times
When our love was young
There were few bills to pay
We were living for the day
And sex was still fun
And we were born to run
Back to those … care free days

But the past doesn’t last
And time moves too fast
And the years go zooming by
And life’s hurts make us cry
And the bills we have to pay
Not much time left for play
And the kids up and grow
But they never seem to go
And work it never ends
We need money to live and spend

I wish we could go back to those care free days
When I asked if you could come out to play
And  we explored life and grew up too
It was fun to go to the zoo
And the circus came to town
How we laughed at the clowns
And we held hands and walked at the park
You had to be home before dark
And your dreams they came true
And some of mine did too

And our moms we still try to please
Allergies cause us to sneeze
And our kids have made us proud
And our kids have let us down
Like we did to our parents back in the day
When they didn’t want us to play

I still see your bright, big smile
And remember when we were sorta wild
And you had no fear
Because I was always here
And you would light up my life
You even became my wife

And I’ve traveled back in time
But only in my mind
Back to the time
When we were young
When we had fun
Back to those … care free days

Copyright © 2003
Jimmie A. Kepler
The Colony, Texas

Poem: Ode to 1965 to 1974

Ode to 1965 to 1974

She dreamed of changing the world.
Went roller skating on Friday night.
Desperately wanted a boyfriend
And friends who cared
That always treated you right.
Saturday nights double-dating
At the drive-in movie theater.
Sunday mornings in church
And attending Sunday school.
Then come Monday morning
Back at school not knowing you were cool.

Growing up so fast
You were as pretty as could be
Yet never realizing
You were the one
All the girls wanted to be
When boys got their driver’s license
They had their day dreams about you

They played their guitars
On weekends and after school.
To have you as their first lover
Many boys would dream
After the drive-in movie
There was pizza or ice cream.
President Nixon made no more sense to us
Than had LBJ
We all hoped the war would end
And the draft would go away
Our political commentators
Were Tom and Dick Smoothers
And Dan Rowan and Dick Martin, too
Somewhere we grew up
And turned into “the man”
Our dreams were gone away
No longer was there a plan
There’s still time to regain the passion
We had back in our youth
So many still ask,
“What is truth?”

© 2011 by Jimmie A. Kepler