Tarnished Reflections

We’re rightfully concerned It seems to be a dark dubious world We’re bringing you into Threatening and not so promising How long can we shelter you from it all You’re tiny not even able to crawl A babe not yet in school Fastforwarding ten years Can’t even imagine the so called progress As it is, it’s hard to keep up Everyone’s on a technology conveyor belt Though a clever trompe l’oeil We see veneer attempts to shrink That gap between the have’s and the have not’s Thank God We are only grand-parents Maybe age, fatigue or nostalgia Gets the better of us We seem to have lucked out Growing up in the hippies era Sure it had its problems but It certainly was amazing Everywhere mostly peace and love They were the golden years Thinking back Seems obvious that the magic element is Youth, innocence and naiveté AP: 1st place 2020 Submitted on March 26, 2018 for contest TARNISHED REFLECTIONS sponsored by JOHN LAWLESS