Now that I’m well into my seventy first year
My walk has slowed, I cannot begin to run
This does not trouble me, I can still see and hear
The trials of my early years are now all done
From time to time I think back on those simpler days
Many fond memories linger there, as delicate as old dreams
But some things too hard to think about there stay
So I close a door on those that has no screens
Our house was small with three bedrooms
One bathroom and one car on the street
A mower you had to push the yard to groom
And when it was done the grass looked neat
In the kitchen on the wall we only had one phone,
There was no need for one of those I.D. things
Our callers were always someone well known
There were four others on the party line, we knew our rings
We only had one TV set, the picture was black and white
And for channels we had maybe one or two
We’d settle in the watch the show from the TV’s bright light
And there was always one of them worth the view
On Saturday we went to the movies for twenty five cents
Roy Rogers, Dale Evans and Gene always won their fight
Ten cent popcorn and coke as our only other expense
The good guys always won because they were in the right
This life seemed so much easier then and much slower in some ways.
I love the new technology but I sure do miss those early days.
Time moves on and so do we and nothing stays the same,
But I sure love to reminisce and walk down memory lane.
With all today’s technology I grant that it’s a plus!
But it’s fun to look way back and say, hey look, guys, THAT WAS US!
Well, some of us anyway.