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THOUGHTS OF YESTERYEAR
THOUGHTS ABOUT YESTERYEAR:
THINKING ABOUT ALL OF THE EXPERIENCES, THE SIGHTS AND SOUNDS THAT YOU WOULD HEAR:
REMEMBERING THE FOUR SEASONS OF WINONA MINNESOTA:
GROWING UP WITH MY SISTER AND BROTHER, MA AND PA:
REMEMBERING OUR GOOD NEIGHBORS ACROSS THE STREET, DEAR BOB AND JAN:
THEY WERE SUCH A GREAT COUPLE, WOMAN AND MAN:
THINKING ABOUT MY GRANDPARENTS, AND AUNTS AND UNCLES, AND COUSINS DOZENS MORE:
REMEMBERING, ALL THE HOURS SPENT FISHING ON THE LAKE WINONA, AND MISSISSIPPI RIVER SHORE:
REMEMBERING THE WEEPING WILLOW TREE:
THAT MY BROTHER CLIMBED SO OFTEN, HIM AND ME:
REMEMBER HOW ALL FOUR SEASONS, WE CAME TO EMBRACE:
ALWAYS IN EVERYTHING WE DID THERE WAS A COMPETITION AND A RACE:
ICE SKATING ACROSS THE LAKE:
SWIMMING IN THE RIVER, A SNOW MAN AND FORT THAT WE WOULD MAKE:
THROWING SNOW BALLS AT CARS AS THEY PASSED BY ON THE BUSY STREET:
WE THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY, UNTIL A CAR FULL OF COLLAGE KIDS, WERE CHASING US, AND WE WERE HIDING, IN FEAR OF OUR LIVES, CAUSE WE KNEW THEY WOULD OF CAUGHT US AND PULVERIZED US WEAK:
THE SIGHTS AND SOUNDS AND SMELL OF SPRING IN THE AIR:
SEEING A BABY,SPOTTED, BREASTED ROBIN, HOPPING ALONG WITH HER MOTHER AND FATHER, WITHOUT A CARE:
HEARING THE BABY BIRDS SCREAMING FROM THERE NEST HIGH AND SAFE IN A TREE:
ALWAYS TOUCHED AND INSPIRED ME:
SPRING, EVERYTHING CAME INTO FULL BEAUTIFUL BLOOM:
BEFORE LONG THE BEAUTIFUL TULIPS IN OUR FRONT YARD WOULD BLOOM, SOON:
THEN THE SCORCHING SUMMER SUN CAME OUT:
AND IN THE SUMMERTIME. OUTSIDE, WE WOULD BE ALWAYS PLAYING, HAVING FUN AND RUNNING, RIDING OUR BIKES, SWIMMING , FISHING, CLIMBING, AND EXPERIENCING OUR LITTLE TOWN ALL ABOUT:
DURING THE WEEK, OUR FUN AND TIME WAS ALL MINE:
BUT EVERY WEEKEND, TO VISIT OUR GRANDPARENTS, WE KNEW THAT IT WAS TIME:
REMEMBERING, THE MAPLE TREES, IN THE EARLY FALL THE BEAUTIFUL COLORS THEY WOULD TURN:
AND WATCHING THE HELICOPTER SEEDS, AS THEY WOULD FALL TO THE GROUND, AND LIKE A HELICOPTER, TWIST AND AMAZINGLY TURN:
IN THE FALL THE COOL BREEZE WAS A BLESSING, AS WE WERE EXHAUSTED, FROM THE SUMMER HUMIDITY, AND SWELTERING HEAT:
THE COOLER TEMPERATURES, WERE SO WELCOMING, AS THE COLD OLD MAN WINTER WE WERE GETTING READY TO MEET:
THEN HALLOWEEN CAME:
AND FOR US KIDS, GETTING AS MUCH KIDS, IN THAT LITTLE TOWN IN ONE NIGHT WAS AN EXHAUSTING GAME:
THEN CAME THE FIRST SNOW FALL:
AND WE LOVED TO HAVE A WAR WITH A HUNDREDS OF SNOW BALLS:
IT WOULDNT TAKE LONG, AND THE LAKE WOULD FREEZE:
AND WE WOULD BE OUT ICE SKATING, RACING ON THE LAKE, BUNDLED UP IN THE FREEZING WHETHER, AND SUB BELOW WINTER BREEZE:
WE WOULD SHOVEL THE NEIGHBORS SIDE WALK AND DRIVE WAY TO EARN A FEW DOLLARS OR MORE:
THEM WOULD BE SO MOTIVATED, TO GO SHOPPING AT THE NEW TOWN TEMPO, MALL STORE:
THOUGHTS OF YESTERYEAR:
LIVE IN MY HEART AND MIND, FOREVER CLOSE AND DEAR:
I WILL ALWAYS BE A MINNESOTA BOY:
REMEMBER GROWING UP, WAS MY GREATEST LOVE AND JOY:
BY: JOHN D. JUNGERS
25--APRIL==2015:
THINKING ABOUT ALL OF THE EXPERIENCES, THE SIGHTS AND SOUNDS THAT YOU WOULD HEAR:
REMEMBERING THE FOUR SEASONS OF WINONA MINNESOTA:
GROWING UP WITH MY SISTER AND BROTHER, MA AND PA:
REMEMBERING OUR GOOD NEIGHBORS ACROSS THE STREET, DEAR BOB AND JAN:
THEY WERE SUCH A GREAT COUPLE, WOMAN AND MAN:
THINKING ABOUT MY GRANDPARENTS, AND AUNTS AND UNCLES, AND COUSINS DOZENS MORE:
REMEMBERING, ALL THE HOURS SPENT FISHING ON THE LAKE WINONA, AND MISSISSIPPI RIVER SHORE:
REMEMBERING THE WEEPING WILLOW TREE:
THAT MY BROTHER CLIMBED SO OFTEN, HIM AND ME:
REMEMBER HOW ALL FOUR SEASONS, WE CAME TO EMBRACE:
ALWAYS IN EVERYTHING WE DID THERE WAS A COMPETITION AND A RACE:
ICE SKATING ACROSS THE LAKE:
SWIMMING IN THE RIVER, A SNOW MAN AND FORT THAT WE WOULD MAKE:
THROWING SNOW BALLS AT CARS AS THEY PASSED BY ON THE BUSY STREET:
WE THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY, UNTIL A CAR FULL OF COLLAGE KIDS, WERE CHASING US, AND WE WERE HIDING, IN FEAR OF OUR LIVES, CAUSE WE KNEW THEY WOULD OF CAUGHT US AND PULVERIZED US WEAK:
THE SIGHTS AND SOUNDS AND SMELL OF SPRING IN THE AIR:
SEEING A BABY,SPOTTED, BREASTED ROBIN, HOPPING ALONG WITH HER MOTHER AND FATHER, WITHOUT A CARE:
HEARING THE BABY BIRDS SCREAMING FROM THERE NEST HIGH AND SAFE IN A TREE:
ALWAYS TOUCHED AND INSPIRED ME:
SPRING, EVERYTHING CAME INTO FULL BEAUTIFUL BLOOM:
BEFORE LONG THE BEAUTIFUL TULIPS IN OUR FRONT YARD WOULD BLOOM, SOON:
THEN THE SCORCHING SUMMER SUN CAME OUT:
AND IN THE SUMMERTIME. OUTSIDE, WE WOULD BE ALWAYS PLAYING, HAVING FUN AND RUNNING, RIDING OUR BIKES, SWIMMING , FISHING, CLIMBING, AND EXPERIENCING OUR LITTLE TOWN ALL ABOUT:
DURING THE WEEK, OUR FUN AND TIME WAS ALL MINE:
BUT EVERY WEEKEND, TO VISIT OUR GRANDPARENTS, WE KNEW THAT IT WAS TIME:
REMEMBERING, THE MAPLE TREES, IN THE EARLY FALL THE BEAUTIFUL COLORS THEY WOULD TURN:
AND WATCHING THE HELICOPTER SEEDS, AS THEY WOULD FALL TO THE GROUND, AND LIKE A HELICOPTER, TWIST AND AMAZINGLY TURN:
IN THE FALL THE COOL BREEZE WAS A BLESSING, AS WE WERE EXHAUSTED, FROM THE SUMMER HUMIDITY, AND SWELTERING HEAT:
THE COOLER TEMPERATURES, WERE SO WELCOMING, AS THE COLD OLD MAN WINTER WE WERE GETTING READY TO MEET:
THEN HALLOWEEN CAME:
AND FOR US KIDS, GETTING AS MUCH KIDS, IN THAT LITTLE TOWN IN ONE NIGHT WAS AN EXHAUSTING GAME:
THEN CAME THE FIRST SNOW FALL:
AND WE LOVED TO HAVE A WAR WITH A HUNDREDS OF SNOW BALLS:
IT WOULDNT TAKE LONG, AND THE LAKE WOULD FREEZE:
AND WE WOULD BE OUT ICE SKATING, RACING ON THE LAKE, BUNDLED UP IN THE FREEZING WHETHER, AND SUB BELOW WINTER BREEZE:
WE WOULD SHOVEL THE NEIGHBORS SIDE WALK AND DRIVE WAY TO EARN A FEW DOLLARS OR MORE:
THEM WOULD BE SO MOTIVATED, TO GO SHOPPING AT THE NEW TOWN TEMPO, MALL STORE:
THOUGHTS OF YESTERYEAR:
LIVE IN MY HEART AND MIND, FOREVER CLOSE AND DEAR:
I WILL ALWAYS BE A MINNESOTA BOY:
REMEMBER GROWING UP, WAS MY GREATEST LOVE AND JOY:
BY: JOHN D. JUNGERS
25--APRIL==2015:
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