The Good Old Days
Grandpa, tell me about the good old days
I want to hear of your younger ways
When there was no T.V. and there were no cars
When at night you looked up and could count the stars
About how you skipped stones across the lake
With no video games to entertain
What's all this about fun being free?
All this old I hear sure is new to me
Did people really sit and talk?
And where they went did they actually walk?
How did you survive without a microwave?
I bet cooking then must have taken days
You say your parents let you just run about
Were they not afraid you would be kidnapped?
And you didn't come home till dinner time?
Grandpa to me that just doesn't seem right
Did Moms and Dads really stay together
like they promised, till death do us part?
Cause they don't do that that much anymore
and it can really mess up some hearts
Did you talk much with your neighbors
even though you lived miles apart?
Cause mine are living right next door
and I don't even know who they are
You say there weren't warning labels on everything
How in the world did you feel safe back then
And without a cell phone in your hand
How did you keep up with all your friends
Grandpa, did you not ever get bored
Chasing down the wind in the great outdoors
And you say you had everything that you could need
All this old I hear sure is new to me
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2017
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