1947 

What was I like when I was 

7 years old?  It  was  1947.

I don’t remember singing 

or dancing or reading.

I’m sure I had football and  

plenty of baseball  in mind.

Candy and lots of sweets – 

were a definite hoped for?

So too Christmas and Spring 

and then Summer at Coney Island.

When I see old movies of kids, “I'm envious. 
My daddy didn't have a movie camera.”

Then again maybe I was spared 

and saved from what never was.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019