The Good Old Days
It’s a feeling that never fails
To follow a generation
Triggered by sights and smells
A nostalgic way of thinking
A one up on millennials
Knowing the correct way
It’s all the vibes and feels
Of back in the good old days
A love/hate relationship
For the progression of technology
Every day we use it
But reminisce the “used to be”
An expression of disappointment
Across a slowly, shaking head
And subconscious judgement
Of how others break their bread
One thing is for certain
History will repeat
This earth will keep turning
Beneath our aging feet
Copyright © Anna Hopper | Year Posted 2017
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