The Past

We met and married a long time ago

We worked long hours and the wages were low.

No telly, no radio, no baths – things were hard.

Just a cold tap and a walk up the yard.

No holiday’s abroad; no carpets on the floor.

We had coal on the fire and we never locked doors.

 

Our children arrived – no pills in those days.

And we brought them up without state aid.

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

We cured our pains with a nice cup of tea.

If we were sick we were treated at once.

No, fill in a form and come back in a month!

 

No vandals, no muggings – we had nowt to rob,

In fact we were rich with a couple of bob.

People were happier in those far off days,

Kinder, more caring, in many ways.

Milkmen, paperboys would whistle and sing

And a night at the ‘flicks’ was a wonderful thing.

 

Oh, we had our troubles, we had our strife,

But we just had to face them – that was our life.

But now we’re alone and look back through the years,

We don’t think of troubles, bad times and tears.

We remember our blessings; our home, kids and love.

We share them together and we thank God above.

 

 

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