In The Rhyme Of Life

I grew up during the Great Depression and much of what I wrote at that time, may not have had tremendous literary content, given my age, and the hard times I grew up in. I remember my early writings to have had a few rhyming lines about this or that, similar in style and verse, as with nursery rhymes...but nothing too special in topic or theme...until I wrote "Dear Sweet Mom" at eighteen years of age. Sometime after writing that poem, I submitted it to a local radio station. To my surprise, it was chosen to be read over the air waves. Sadly however, my Mother never heard the broadcast as she and I did not have telephones at that time, and we lived so far away from each other then.