a relic of the past

relic of the past

yesterday I was young

the world was my stage

i’d wake to the sound of frolicking birds

only six, but the espresso tasted great

the raw egg was spiked with a little Nestle’s Quick

and Annisette

dad would drive me to school in his Chevy Nova

i’d kiss him on the lips and say goodbye

the field was full of kids, and balls

teachers looked old but they really weren’t

yesterday aged people

lunch was roasted red peppers and salami

wrapped in two thick slices of crusted bread

the afternoon was filled with leisure time

then the bell rang

off with friends to enjoy the walk home

a wrestling match with Banana or Pat

a stop over at Bill’s billiards for a slice of pizza

or just play catch in the park

dinner time was my time with Nonna

after all, she taught me to cook

i mean everything

dinner was always on the table when my parents arrived

Nonno was as deaf as a doorknob and he had no clue

he didn’t say much

just read the bible night and day

but he had great spiked hair, all grey

a David Bowie type with a full moustache

the Zenith warmed the tubes after a great plate of pasta

hockey was at it’s best, especially on 26 inches

a late night snack meant a whole box of Chocolate Chip cookies

with a bowl of milk of course

they tasted better back then

a good night sleep meant I would do it all over again tomorrow

kind of crazy how time flies

now i’m a relic of the past

thank you,

joseph pede