WHAT I SAW FROM MY YORBA LINDA HOME


 Remembering being a boy in our home, a story 
 To tell,

 Between nineteen seventy two and nineteen seventy seven.


 I saw our house as it was being built, met some neighbors 
 That year,
 
 We  moved in early May, Starting school was hard so late     
 As it was.

 We were having our pool put in that Summer, I remember                            
 The heat,

 Those were the days of Saturday morning cartoons, worry's 
 So few.

 The Buggs bunny roadrunner hour, our new home was so    
 Cool.

 The TV guide, late night classic movies were a Summer      
 Delight,

 Seasons in the sun, Music of the seventies, my friends   
 And all of the fun.

 Sunday morning watching Wonderama, swimming in our pool.  


 Weekends and Summers, nine children on the loose. 


 I remember Mannix, Hawaii five o', the Sunday night  
 Mysteries,

 Reading mad magazines on the porch,  a coke in the hot        
 Sun.

 On the phone with friends, the early seventies were a 
 Great time,

 Musical sounds that said the Ice cream man was coming, 
 I remember.

 Fourth of July, Fireworks that lit up the night, what 
 A sight back in time.

 My Yorba Linda home, back in nineteen seventy two, I    
 Remember you.
          Keith Garrett