Memories of long ago

We met and we married a long time ago,

We worked long hours and wages were low,

 No t.v, no wireless, no bath, times were hard,

Just a cold water tap and a walk down the yard.

No holidays abroad, no carpet on the floor,

We had coal on the fire and we didn't lock the doors,

Our chidren arrived, no pill in those days,

And we brought them up without stste aid.

They were safe to go out and play in the park,

And old folks could go for a walk in the dark.

No valium, no drugs, no L.S.D,

We cured all our ills with a good cup of tea.

No vandal's, no mugging, there was nothing to rob,

We felt we were rich with a couple of bob.

People were happier in those far off days,

Caring and kinder in so many ways.

Milkman and paperboys would whistle and sing;

A night at the pictures was our one mad fling.

We all got our share of troubles and strife,

We just had to face it; it's the pattern of life.

I remember the blessings, our home and our love,

We all share them together, I thank God above.