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Those Who Are Now Elderly Sit and Reminisce

Those who are now elderly sit and reminisce of sweet idyllic days which often they miss. Sitting as families in beaming abodes whilst a flickering fire dances and glows Cosy nights in with cards and knitting and days in the garden, weather permitting. Snakes and ladders with family members bed time when fire burns to smouldering embers At school they were eager and behaved well parting from friends with kind farewell walking home with no worries or cares helping with tea, then bed after prayers. Yes, they love to recall memories of times they learned stories and recited rhymes. Played games with balls and skipping ropes grew up with imagination, dreams and hopes Now the old are found to sit and moan at the new technology they are shown the transportation speeding past how times have progressed much too fast What happened to appreciating what you got being thankful despite not receiving a lot Now seized by temptation, money and greed today we're consumed by the need to succeed The loud and so-called 'unique' youth appear as disorderly, rude and uncouth the bright, colourful and distinct attire Is received as offensive, obnoxious and dire Teenagers walking in packs of elite music blasting with no rhythm or beat the old will avoid and cross the road feeling hostile on return to their abode The clashes in cultures cause opposition juveniles grow with too much ambition thoughts consumed with riches and fame money, films, music and fashion to blame little time for families, never mind schools displaying no respect and breaking rules What happened to growing with parents as guide? what happened to strolling in the countryside?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 1/3/2010 2:12:00 PM
Things are changing yes,those were the days my friend,golden ones..Charma
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Date: 12/16/2009 10:43:00 AM
Thank you for this excellent poem you shared with us today Not. Love, Carol
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Date: 12/15/2009 3:05:00 PM
This is a gripping, nostalgic poem! If you ever find the answers to the questions you ask in the last two lines, I hope you'll share them with the world. Time marches on, but we are not always moving forward. Awesome work! Best wishes, Carolyn
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