I Remember When
I remember when the days were longer
Or at least it seemed they’d never end
When times were tough, and we struggled
Through day after day of troubling blend
So tight it was difficult to tell where one
Ended and another began, Mama said,
“We might be poor, but we aren’t trashy,”
Wondered whether I’d be better off dead
Sometimes when wants gave way to needs
Difficult for a youngster to understand
Especially when taught to simply make do
With what one has in this grasping land
We did muddle through those lean years
And times did get better, or so it seems
Years came when we were not so needy
We were able, at last, to live our dreams.
written September 3, 2021
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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