I Remember...

I remember freeze tag
And playing on the swings.
I remember telephones
That were cups attached with strings.
I remember playing outside
til it became dark.
Our parents never worrying about strangers in the park.
I remember playing Red Light, Green Light
 In each others yards.
We used tape recorders to remember things.
Not flash drives and SD cards.
Record players and cassette tapes.
Saturday morning cartoons.
Hide and seek and jungle gyms.
 Or just running all over town like wild little loons.
We didn't have cell phones
for our parents to track us down.
We knew to be in when the street lights glowed in our safe small town.
Horror was a flashlight underneath a tented sheet.
Ghost stories told at sleepovers simply could not be beat.
Board games and a deck of cards
meant hours of friendly fun.
And family nights were special.
Each and every one.
I remember so many little things that my daughter will never see.
But someday she'll say the same of her daughter.
She'll remember just like me.