Before Our Time

cobblestones filled in with rain crowded by thirsty mourning doves just down the road a bit connects the noted Canterbury lane flower pots hanging by the windows of a small Tinkerville hamlet elder cobblers are heard tapping their soft leather shoes Maidens selling fresh bakeries at the Tea & Cake market a blacksmith striking the shoe will soon fit the anxious horse carriages lined up and empty just waiting for a general delivery village people gather to converse smoking tobacco which fills the air Pipers and horn blowers parading little children follow behind giggles and laughter fading out as they head down the common road times were slow those days but in this type setting people frolicked and coexisted harmony had nurtured society there was no hatred or terror lurking nor was there reason to defend freedom was grounds for liberty where life today is not