Reminiscing Again
Here I go one more time again.
Thinking about way back when.
No need then to lock your doors.
No rioting or any nasty hoards.
A time to walk in moonlight.
Enjoying the quiet of the night.
No fear of being attacked.
No problem with being hacked.
Cell phones weren’t invented yet.
Letter writing was a big outlet.
Playing outside was a way of life.
No one threatened you with a knife.
People were honest. Robbery was low.
People felt safe where ever they would go.
On Sabbath, church was the place to be.
Families were strong and you felt free.
There were bullies, but not like now.
We did farm work and milked the cow.
Kids had great imaginations back then.
Entertaining each other with games of whim.
Nighttime brought us restful sleep.
No nightmares about nightly news repeats.
Security is an important word.
A wonderful feeling that’s not absurd.
We felt secure back in those days.
Back when things were simpler ways.
Not all changes since then have been good.
I would go back to the old days, if I could.
But, just remembering brings peace of mind.
Back when the world once knew a better time.
————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2018)