Poem 264: Portable Music

I think of all the gadgets out there for us to buy

Especially electronics that I want to give a try

Some that are specific and perform a certain chore

Or ones that are versatile and can do so much more

I see some of them and having one would be nice

Then reality sets in when I see the sticker price

When I was a teenager, a “Sony Walkman” was the thing to get

You could listen to all your music on a single “cassette”!

It came with headphones for just you to hear

The sound was incredible and it came in “crystal clear”

This definitely was a “craze” and everyone jumped on board

Then came the cheaper versions that most of us could afford

So we were now able to listen to music everywhere we went

To all of us “teenagers” it was money that was well spent!

It was portable and convenient and could be carried anywhere

When you think about today’s devices, does it really compare?

We used to take pride in the music we listened to

Recording each song on these tapes was something we had to do

Today we are spoiled and have the choice of any selection

Back when I was a kid you relied on your own record collection

You needed another cassette player, one that could record

This was yet another luxury that not all us could afford

Somehow making a ninety minute tape didn’t seem that long

Even though you had to sit and listen to each and every song!

We got to use this device each and every day

This was so marvelous, all you had to do was  press “play”!

You exchanged music with friends to hear a new sound

This was to us, the greatest thing around!

Some of you may be reading this and perhaps laughing aloud

You have to remember, we couldn’t save our tunes to a “cloud”!

The “Walkman” was where the seeds for portable music were sown

Decades from now people will be asking, “you listened to music on a phone”?

One thought on “Poem 264: Portable Music

  1. Listened to my Walkman many times especially on train rides. Would laugh when the batteries would start to die and the tape would slow down when playing. Sounded so weird lol

    Great poem Dad xo

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