Good Old Day
I remember that good old day
When people are dancing so live and gay
Black and White are the colors on screen
But their nature was bright and green.
I remember that good old day
When actors are going to church and pray
Black and White are the colors on screen
Their prayers were to clean their sin.
I remember that good old day
When the pictures were taken on highway
Black and White are the colors to view
But the smiles were so happy and new.
I remember that good old day
When grandma are telling stories while I lay
Black and White are the pictures in book
But there’s happiness if I look.
I remember that good old day
When life seems boring every hour, everyday
Black and White are the colors in my mind
But my eyes will never be blind.
Uploaded: March 25, 2015
Copyright © Angelo Faunillo | Year Posted 2015
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