Nostalgic Notions Enhanced Edition
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Descripción editorial
Color Illustrated; video The good old days.
I ran my hand along a picket fence,
Counting heartbeats and running like a child,
Still carefully not stepping on the cracks,
Noting the furrowed ants bustling, thriving,
Wondering at a old chestnut tree that
Had somehow survived the blight, towering and
Ever so gently tilting the walking plane—
Presenting me with more ancient notions:
Of tire swings, swaying, hung from low branches,
Of a lemonade stand secure in the shade.
My youth came flooding back to me, into me,
And so I continued to give it life:
The back door of a bread wagon opened,
Releasing the fresh-baked aroma;
Mother came out with a handful of dimes,
Buying what would’ve taken three hours to bake.