"The Magical Moments of Yesterday"
Once again it is time to go on a journey only this time. It will be a journey into the past. A simpler time where electronics didn’t exist and the only fun there was to have was in the great outdoors. You see, when I was young, we didn’t have cell phones, computers or even gaming systems. I mean when I was very young. I was born in the 60’s. A very different and diverse time. Saturday morning cartoons and a trip to the park in the early afternoon with my grandparents was my form of entertainment. A much simpler time indeed.
Let me take you on this journey with rhyme and poetry. One thing I still keep deep in my heart are the wonderful times with my family. You see, back in these day, family was more important than anything else. There were no digital mind controlling objects that would capture our attention and in-capture our soul. We lived a much more free-minded lifestyle. Where the world outside was our computer and the playgrounds at the park were our video games.
This first poem is entitled “A simple time when our minds were free” and it will have you wondering about the simple things in life and how truly magical they were. I wish I had pictures of this times that I could access easily but unfortunately I don’t. I hope you enjoy this first poem.
"A simple time when our minds were free”
Where is the world I use to know?
A world of imagination unleashed.
Of simple times like music and rhymes,
A simple time when our minds were free.
Sunday afternoons at the sandy beach,
or laying down watching clouds roll by.
Picnics with the family and Barbecued burgers,
And songs that we sung out of time.
No cell phones to answer, no interruptions,
No computers to steal our soul.
A pure time of joy with friends and family,
No digital products of mind control.
Halloween nights with friends on the street,
Or Christmas at grandmas place.
4th of July watching fireworks in the sky,
And the thrill on everyone’s face.
Roasting marshmallows & telling ghost stories,
Sitting around the fire as fireflies lite up the night.
Setting up the tent then preparing for fun,
At the magical thousand trails campsite.
Beautiful music with meaning and kindness,
Every word a positive heartfelt emotion.
No technical devices to draw us away,
From the wonder of family devotion.
Where is the world I use to know?
How I wonder where it could be.
I miss those times of sweet family pride,
A simple time when our minds were free.
I hope that this poem took you deep into the past where things were simple and family was so important. The magic was still at grandma and grandpas house. The holidays were always exciting and simple. Friends would go to each others house to play outside not in front of a television or computer. Life was much slower and to me, the lifestyle was more genuine.
These are the days now past and for the most part, gone forever. This next poem will spark old memories of a simpler time period. A time when the simple things in life really brought joy and happiness to every heart. Brought excitement and fun to every soul and woke up the very vivid imagination. These were times when “less was truly more” not like today when people say it. It is a time of great freedom. Freedom of the mind, body and spirit. True freedom.
This next poem is entitled “When I was young the world was different”. This poem talks about the beauty in the three freedoms I mentioned above and leaves you wanting them back so much. I hope you enjoy this next poem.
“When I was young the world was different”
When I was young the world was different,
Simple things in life were ours.
In the sun we would run and have so much fun,
And at night we would count the stars.
No computers or games to control our attention,
Just a park with swings and slides.
My grandparents to watch as I ran all around,
Enjoying these simple times.
A trip to the zoo to see all the animals,
Was so fascinating to me.
The monkeys and lions at feeding time,
Was a beautiful sight to see.
Baseball in the summer at the local field,
Was more than I could ever ask.
The chores we had and were proud to do,
Putting our all into every task.
Then off to the shop for some chocolate ice cream,
A treat for all we had done.
Saturday morning cartoons and Sunday comics,
In the newspaper. We read every one.
Going to school to play with my friends,
And learn a thing or two.
5 days till the weekend then the fun would begin,
And what a joy it was for me and you.
Off to the river to swim in the cool stream,
Or under the waterfall we would go.
Back home once again for dinner and a movie,
Family time was the greatest you know.
You see, when I was young the world was different,
Simple things in life were grand.
How I long for those days with the ones that I love,
How I wish I could live them again.
This last poem will bring us to the end of our trip into the past. A wonderful walk down memory lane so to speak. A time that we all enjoyed and wished we could just have a few moments to go back to. Well, why can’t you? All you have to do is get in tough with old friends and loved ones and do what you did back then. It is never to late to relive your childhood. And it is the greatest gift in the world to share with your children as well.
This next poem talks about an all time favorite thing to do for everyone. “The Swing”. It was one of my all time favorite things to do as well. I still love watching children having fun on this timeless classic. Going to a park and getting on the swings is still fun for most and it is a great way to fire up your imagination. Pretend that you are in a jet plane flying over the world or pretend that you have on a pair of jumping shoes and bouncing around the city looking over the fence at beautiful gardens.
There are so many ways to enjoy “the swing” and I did, in so many ways. I hope you enjoyed this trip into a much simpler lifestyle and a flash back to the past. I really miss the old days when I was pretty much worry free and had no responsibilities accept for my weekend chores. Have a blessed day everyone and always remember to remember how magical the simple things in life truly are and how special times with the family and friends truly is. Much Love Always, 
This poem is entitled “When I was young”
“When I was young”
When I was young how I’d love to Swing,
Higher and higher each time.
Into the sky like a bird spreading it’s wings,
An illusion that lived in my mind.
Catching a glimpse of the ground from up high,
Looking down on the people so small.
Back to the ground looking straight in their eyes,
And then back to the sky feeling tall.
Over the fence I would see wondrous gardens,
Filled with flowers and bees.
Then fading away until reaching new heights again,
While feeling the moving breeze.
Faster I would swing so swift and smooth,
As my mind began to wander.
The wind blowing strong and keeping me cool,
Looking far in the distant down yonder.
What joy I had when I was a very small child,
Just swinging the hours away.
Creating great stories with my imagination so wild,
What I would do when I returned the next day.
When I was young how I’d love to go and Swing,
Getting higher and higher each time.
Into the sky like a bird spreading it’s wings,
An illusion that I created in my mind.
Poems, text and signed photographs are authored by
@jeronimorubio
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