an old school candy jar
one of a kind
filled with
the finest sweets
individually wrapped
like
they were
special moments in time
these days
they’re unavailable anywhere
so
it can’t be restocked
of course
when young
the jar seemed
immense
and
the candies
were
endless
grasping handfuls
didn’t seem to affect
the supply
but
over time
the jar began to look
depleted
slowing
the pace
of
consumption
didn’t seem to slow
the rate
of
depletion
it’s obvious
now
the jar
will soon be empty
like
life
Reblogged this on Walttriznastories's Blog and commented:
I loved this piece for it brought back memories. In the 50’s, when I was a kid, there was a little store that sold penny candy. I won’t tell what else I brought and ingested, but I should be dead by now looking at current guidelines. There was something I used to buy was a type of resin chemical composite. You would put it on a plastic tube and blow bubbles. Then would chew on those bubbles who knowing what kind of chemicals I was ingesting, yet I’m still here.
I want to not another thing from those fare-away days. Where I bought my candy, the family lived in the rear of the store.
We exited on less then, but we existed.
… Happy memories of visiting our local candy store with my sister once in a blue moon – clutching our pennies and keen eyed for penny sweets to take home in a little paper bag!
Read Between the Minds 
Reblogged this on Walttriznastories's Blog and commented:
I loved this piece for it brought back memories. In the 50’s, when I was a kid, there was a little store that sold penny candy. I won’t tell what else I brought and ingested, but I should be dead by now looking at current guidelines. There was something I used to buy was a type of resin chemical composite. You would put it on a plastic tube and blow bubbles. Then would chew on those bubbles who knowing what kind of chemicals I was ingesting, yet I’m still here.
I want to not another thing from those fare-away days. Where I bought my candy, the family lived in the rear of the store.
We exited on less then, but we existed.
Great metaphor, Charlie. (And nostalgic…. I remember those bowls of candies on countertops in our small grocery stores.)
… Happy memories of visiting our local candy store with my sister once in a blue moon – clutching our pennies and keen eyed for penny sweets to take home in a little paper bag!
they looked like treats from heaven 🙂