Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Before the screen door factory closed, we used to go down to the Dairy Queen, almost every Friday night. I lived in a frozen dream land of hope and whipped cream and chocolate sauce. Before the screen door factory closed, we used to go to the drive-in theatre, and watch movies, on Saturday nights. I lived in a world of triple-features and warm beer and french fries from the concession stand. Before the screen door factory closed, we had a home and a charcoal barbecue, and a yard, where we'd sit on warm evenings. I sat in lawn chairs and barbecue smoke and smiled and waved to the neighbours. Before the screen door factory closed, the phone would ring and we would answer it, and it wasn't the bank, and we'd sleep all night. Life was peaceful, and it would go on forever, and never have to change. Before the screen door factory closed, Life was good.
0
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 8:19 AM UTC
Charcoal Barbecue
Before the screen door factory closed, we used to go down to the Dairy Queen, almost every Friday night. I lived in a frozen dream land of hope and whipped cream and chocolate sauce. Before the screen door factory closed, we used to go to the drive-in theatre, and watch movies, on Saturday nights. I lived in a world of triple-features and warm beer and french fries from the concession stand. Before the screen door factory closed, we had a home and a charcoal barbecue, and a yard, where we'd sit on warm evenings. I sat in lawn chairs and barbecue smoke and smiled and waved to the neighbours. Before the screen door factory closed, the phone would ring and we would answer it, and it wasn't the bank, and we'd sleep all night. Life was peaceful, and it would go on forever, and never have to change. Before the screen door factory closed, Life was good.
jon-gilbert
Written by
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 8:19 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem