A Simple Place In Time

There was a time not long ago
Life was simple Pace was slow.
Working fathers in their place
Mothers' home Was full of grace.

She was there to fill the cup
Teach them manners Bring them up.
Kids were spanked When they did wrong
Families sang A different song.

Youth were taught the golden rule
In the church and in the school.
A time we knew our neighbors' name
Country folk Down wooded lane.

There was a wrong there was a right
Honest people Didn't fight.
T.V. stations off at ten
Local news Came on back then.

No C.D.s And no Ipods
Just radios and fishing rods.
No laptops and no cell phones
Just happy families time alone.

The days of old have gone away
And men don't take the time to pray.
War is raging hear the cries
Overseas A young man dies

Lots of crime out in the street
Trust is gone In those we meet.
World is angry people swear
Sin is found Most everywhere.

There was a day we knew no woe
But now our prisons Overflow.
Life goes on the pace is fast
The days of old Will never last.

Unborn children silent cry
Laws are made Why must they die?
Laws are changing vows are too
Jack and John Now say, "I do."

Bible sits upon the shelf
Every man Is for himself.
Dust has gathered On the Word
Book of God Has gone unheard.

How I miss so long ago
Life was simple Pace was slow.

©2006 Marilyn Ferguson
(written) October 2006
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