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The Good Old Days

The Good Old Days Take me back to the good old days When we were grateful for what we had Now people have much more than they need And society has gone bad Greed is the keyword and money their God Everyone out for themselves I remember a time when we thought we were rich If we had food on our shelves People have to keep up with the Joneses' Bigger house, bigger car, better job But trying to keep up with the Joneses’ Just makes people think they're a snob They look down their nose at ones poorer than them Think they're better than everyone else Just because they've got private health care plans And the poor have got National Health I don't know what our ancestors would think If they were alive today They'd probably think we'd all be better off Living life like the good old days

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 1/23/2017 12:24:00 PM
Our ancestors believed and sang, "Those were the days, my friend We thought they'd never end…" yet life is constant change, as evidenced by America's "Middle Class" now living on the street.
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Date: 1/23/2017 10:50:00 AM
Agreed! Things always change but they don't always change for the better. I miss those "good old days". Nice write, Jenny:)
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Daniel Turner
Date: 1/23/2017 10:57:00 AM
That's because material things do not bring happiness. I once wrote a poem "No Gold or Silver" you might like it:)
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Jenny Linsel
Date: 1/23/2017 10:52:00 AM
Thank you for your kind comments.it seems the more people have today the less happy they are.

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