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Dreams Of Long Ago

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The wind rattled the window
      panes,
Leaves blanketed the walkway on
      the tree lined lane.
Gas lamps glowed with a soft,
      foggy light,
Streets dimly lit, a strangely
      beautiful sight.
Suddenly a yearning to go
      walking alone,
Smiling with sweet memories
      of home.

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I truly have these memories of home as I see these scenes. Oh for those wonderful memories from long ago!

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  • A floatingleaf silver member
    November 27
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    Lovely poem and image...


    • Puppydog gold member
      November 27
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      HELLO FLOATINGLEAF

      Thanks ever so much for coming by and reading, I have always found a certain calm on a foggy evening We used to have some beautiful ones back home. 's


  • drifting cloud silver member
    November 18
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    This poem paints the atmosphere and feeling well. The reader experiences the walk. Good job.


    • Puppydog gold member
      November 18
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      HELLO DRIFTING CLOUD

      Thank you ever so much for coming by and reading. In my home town there were the old gas lights which are still there on a bovlevard which runs the length of main street down the center of the street. I used to love foggy evenings and the glow of the lights in the mist. 's


  • A63-Angel
    November 11

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    what memories this brings back! oil lamps at my grandma's house and snow outside. woodstove burning in the kitchen and all the smells of Christmas. lovely!!


    • Puppydog gold member
      November 11
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      HELLO A63 ANGEL

      Thanks ever so much! Yes, those memories from those of us who are old enough to remember are precious. They were hard times, many of the luxuries of today were not with us then but still the old pot-belly stove in the living room, the oil lamps lit, so very special.


  • storiesuntold gold member
    November 9

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    Bravo Kevin

    If it werent for the memories so blessed from days past where would we be today .So many were never given such memories and walk in a daze today looking back on pain and sorrows how do we help them find such memories today to help carry them through .


  • condor gold member
    November 7

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    Ooooh, I do so love that picture! It has a real mystical look to it and can make me feel the chill even on this hot day we have. A lovely poem that is so very gentle in the delivery and speaks with a voice of wonder and homeliness. I think you have touched on something here that appeals to everyone who reads. We all long for home no matter how far we are away. Your write really brought that home. Thanks for sharing such a wonderful write.


    • Puppydog gold member
      November 7
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      HELLO CONDOR

      Thank you so very much for coming by and reading this one! My hometown still has gas lights lining mainstreet and one can still on a chilly foggy evening stroll on the sidewalks and feel like they are in a movie. 's


  • Providence
    November 4

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    Your memories speak to the heart of everyone's memories, desires and dreams. Beautiful image and words, Kevin.

    Bravo!

    Marianne


    • Puppydog gold member
      November 5
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      HELLO MARIANNE

      Thank you so very much for coming by and reading. This scene brings to my mind images of my hometown, with its gas lamps lining the middle and length of main street. Those quiet evenings with a gentle fog lying around everything. Wonderful memories of long ago.


  • gentle breeze
    November 4

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    i loved the images in this poem. They paint a beautiful picture for me. I feel like I want to be there.


    • Puppydog gold member
      November 4
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      HELLO GENTLE BREEZE

      Thank you ever so much for coming by and reading my friend. It has been a long time since we have stopped by each others pages and read. I love these memories, ones which were so wonderful back home so long ago. I think of them often now and dream of finding scenes and sounds like these again.


      • gentle breeze
        November 7
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        Yes, i know the feeling. I see the beauty around me but it seems that i miss something.

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