Poem: "Back Then"
there is something about back then,
the smell the taste the feel.
when we were young we would
concern ourselves with the things
that mattered most —
road trips to the coast and having
a meal with family and friends.
our conversations were free flowing —
a dialogue of thoughts about kids and work.
we didn’t mind ourselves with all the hate and
worries of the world we couldn’t
smell taste feel.
we paid our taxes through
shopping local and staying local.
The world was a mystery to discover through
planes trains automobiles
though the bicycle was our preferred choice.
dial-up was so slow snail mail was our
fastest wireless connection.
a time when:
TV personalities were just that TV personalities.
and time crawled by unhurried we could see
the secondhand tick away.
back then was back then. but this is now.