Childhood Memories
Childhood memories
Back in the day of skivvies
sandles and stubbie shorts
The radio was playing ABBA
And frogs would give you warts
Sunday school was still around
The salvation army had a band
Religion was still quite prominent
and Holden's ruled the land
Everyone's Dad was a fisherman
Mums were still quite homely
Kids back then we're disciplined
and not many people were lonely
Family drives up in the hills
Catching yabbies in the rain
Leaches up and down your legs
Tadpoles in every drain
Fish n chips with a bottle of coke
We drank without a cup
Fighting over the very last chip
and Dad would yell shut up
Christmas came to every school
Carols by candle light
We had to sing for Mum and dad
We must have been a sight
It was always a time of not enough
We always wanted more
The schools P,A played sing along
A mormans foot held open your door
Butchers walked on sawdust
Milk bottle lids had cream
Bread was rapped in paper
and spiders made Mum scream
Asleep when we got to the movies
Awake when it was on
That drive inn trick worked every time
It was the all time con
Aunties and uncles everywhere
Nan and Pop weren't very far
We had a billy goat in our yard
and we only had one car
Girls had plates and pony tails
Tunics red green or blue
Teachers had a metre ruler
Chalk and a duster too
These are my childhood memories
and now they start to wain
The bush went all the way to the hills
You won't see that again
I hope my children read this
Things are so different now
Maybe they will just be amused
But hopefully they will say wow
About this poem
ABBA has been on the tele a lot lately with their comeback album. It reminded me of my childhood in the early 70s so I wrote about it
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Written on January 09, 2021
Submitted by Stevelister on September 06, 2021
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,489 |
Words | 297 |
Stanzas | 13 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
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