In a community deep in the Southern land of feed corn and cotton
The more basic things of life are best treasured and unforgotten

Newspapers and Radios, Jack Rocks and Jump Ropes, Pop Whips, Hide and Seek
In child’s play, we sang our lines; we closed our eyes and did not peep

Checkers and Old Maid, Red Wagons and Hula Hoops; Boys with pockets of marbles
All these and more, when kids never had to be afraid of armed bandits and robbers

Rubber Balls and Home Made Bats; having fun running and rolling rubber tires
All these treats and more, when kids watched birds land on electric wires

Reading, Writing, and Arithmetic; The Lord’s Prayer, The 23rd Psalms, and Ten Commandments
A simpler place and time, walking shoeless in the dust, and avoiding hot pavements
All these and more, after the chores, were better known as “Entertainment”.

All these and more were ways that we spent our time, long before we owned TVs or Telephones
I’ve seen the Atlantic in New York, and walked the sandy beaches of the Pacific in San Francisco
But Southern memories are fresh of the unforgettable treasures, where I once called home

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I am a retired minister and the husband of Barbara for 42 years. We reside in Sacramento ,Ca. We have two sons and a daughter, and we are the proud grandparents of 6 children.
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Balveen Cheema

Childhood joys in any part of the world are so simple and memorable. We in India had the the same simplicity and moderate life. Does it mean then that happiness lies in simplicity?