Remember the days
Adriana S. King


Remember the days...


When baby brothers and sisters came by storks?

Moral and hopscotch and sometimes marbles demanded thiefing chalk.

Dounce plum and fat pork could replace any meal,

Roast green banana and potato, man you licked those fingers clean.

Remember the days ...

When Sunday evening, Sunday School was the thing?

Harvest and Christmas evr'y man jack wanted to sing.

And the Sunday School teacher never mind who she was,

Could get you to sit for an hour without a fuss.

Remember the days ...

When saying yo tables would make yo blood start to crawl?

Spelling line on afternoons, the straps told it all.

Older cousins and siblings kept bullies at bay,

But you still won't share the sweety from the corn curls at the end of the day.

Remember the days ...

When going to the country was the holiday spot most treasured?

Tantie and Granny used to have you well powdered.

Chocolate tea, bush tea, home made bread, you better say thank you and please.

Family stories, ghost stories, the co-co-bay in the roof how yo gwine sleep!

Remember the days ...

When yo used to thief out the milk and sugar?

Eating it under the bed was the safest cover.

Begging for more farine and getting it fo spite.

"If yo don't eat it all licks tonite"

Remember the days...

When those journeys to Kingstown ended at Vee Jays, Chicken Pitt or Chicken Roost?

KFC on special occassions, of course yo c'rrying home the juice!

You trailing through Middle Street in and out of stores,

Clenching the bag with the new Gator shoes.

Remember the days ...

When all you knew of Carnival was playing by the ironman?

Street jump ups and bank yard limes wasn't on your mind,

And when Christmas came at the end of the year,

The barrel from the states had in all your Christmas cheer.

Remember this and remember that,

Keep them fresh don't make them rot....

©Adriana S. King 2001