Do you remember when
Dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth,
mom was your hero
and goodbye meant only until tomorrow.
Remember when
getting high meant swinging on the playground
and the only drug you ever knew was paracetamol.
Remember when
lollipops turned into cigarettes,
soda turned into vodka,
kisses turned into sex
and your close friends became strangers.
The world was simpler then
yet we couldn't just wait to grow up.
Dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth,
mom was your hero
and goodbye meant only until tomorrow.
Remember when
getting high meant swinging on the playground
and the only drug you ever knew was paracetamol.
Remember when
lollipops turned into cigarettes,
soda turned into vodka,
kisses turned into sex
and your close friends became strangers.
The world was simpler then
yet we couldn't just wait to grow up.
Thank you for reminding me...
ReplyDeleteI shall make my world once again simpler from now onwards...
It is a pleasure Dreamer.
ReplyDeleteSometimes we overlook the simple things in life. We are only human afterall :).
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ReplyDeleteI felt sad, for a while.
I couldn't remember if my dad ever carried me on his shoulders.
And another thing: No one gets tingles with just holding hands anymore. Can I hate love, for a while?
This is so true, it's sad </3
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Hmmm sitting on my dad's shoulders... Don't think I can remember that...
ReplyDeleteHowever, I do remember him pushing me on a swing, so high that I used to squeal with delight that I could touch the clouds!
All I have now, is mom who is still my hero :-)
If only I were 8 again...
Yes, we all have been there--at least the wanting to grow up part of it. And most of us look back with longing on those wonderful childhood days. Great write, Mr. Postman! I like it!
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This is so true. I have a 15 year old now trying to be an adult, yet, still very much a child. A difficult age. She's rushing to grow up and take on all the adult things that adults get to do and yet, she doesn't realise how hard it can sometimes be, especially without a good education to bring about a good career.
ReplyDeleteLovely sentimental thoughts.
Life and love are so simple, we humans have the habit of complicating it all.
the last line sums it up, the irony : we couldn't just wait to grow up.
ReplyDeleteand i remembered my lollipop turned into a cigarette. (it was a candy which looks like a filter cigarette, and us kids stick it onto our lips trying to look macho).
i enjoyed the read, mr. postman. :)
HIT.
ReplyDeleteWhy are we in such a hurry?
Really nice piece. I love the nostalgia and the spiral that oft ensues- the paracetamol was a nice touch- much better to say then aspirin-like :) very nicely done
ReplyDeleteYes I remember - lovely nostalgic write.
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hmmm....and I also remember how I o much wanted to become the HERO for my parents too...to do something extra ordinary so that they rely on me all time....wow...those days od innocence....
ReplyDeleteSigh, what a lovely piece.
ReplyDeleteIt will become simpler again I think...it takes a long time to learn how precious this is, sadly.
ReplyDeleteThat was quite the nostalgic write, cool piece1 :)
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Im so glad we can all relate to this. and here I thought I was weird by writing about it **grin**
ReplyDeleteLets all look ahead and be that special hero for someone to look up to who is need.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the feedback given.
You guys inspire me!
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There are precious moments we only value in retrospect...often our innocence morphs into a collection of our errors...I like your poem a lot!
ReplyDeleteYes, I can remember so many things ... that nostalgia.
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ReplyDeletejust loved the title of your blog.. Its awesome.
thanks 4 stopping by..
u have a lovely blog :)
Loved last 2 lines
Succinct summary My Friend...
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you nailed this. this is irony alright. i remember while growing up various adults telling me i should be in no rush to grow up, and i knew it was true, but it's that fascination with the next level of growing up, it sure is. great stuff. looking forward to reading more here...
ReplyDeleteThis precise yet very lovely. Do write more because your writing is beautiful.
ReplyDeletelove those thoughts....thanks!!
ReplyDeleteTouching thoughts! The innocence of childhood always usher in a burning guilt in my mind. The title "Irony" compliments your post! Keep going!
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ReplyDeleteAw man. I do. Good days. Sigh. Such a gentle reminder.
ReplyDeleteI don't know how I just found this poem, but I LOVE it!!
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There's a lot to be said for nostalgia ... yet I wouldn't exchange the benefits of adulthood for it!!
ReplyDeleteI miss those days.
ReplyDeleteThe days with so little worries.
LOVE!
.....and now we just wish we could return to those magical days of childhood! If only...
ReplyDeletei wish i could remember more of it. great writing :)
ReplyDeleteWhat's Paracetemal? Yes, I love the simple things and strive to remember them, but I get into trouble when I get caught neglecting the grown up responsibilities. I try not to get caught.
ReplyDeleteI've seen these words in a email months ago, one of these chain mails. Stolen words?
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