As I Was Growing Up
As I was growing up, I saw a different world from today,
People were not angry, there wasn't many that went astray;
You could go along, and share a cheery hello to all,
And on the old telephone, you'd get a great helpful call.
Yes! As I was growing up in my childhood days, I'd see,
No electronic toys or games, only board games for me;
When my mother cooked the cake, she'd beat by hand,
And if we were naughty, she'd make us understand.
Then as a teenager, I saw changes coming each day,
Many new cars and cameras around, and things we did play;
Then planes and speed came fast, electric trains changed too,
If only I could go back to the old days, I would and that's true.
Now as a middle age, I see crime on the fast increase,
Coming to a cashless time, why does it have to cease;
And I see people everywhere are not caring for any other,
But they want to even hurt, their sister or their brother.
Let's all now think of God, and what He does think,
From the very poor around, to the rich that wear mink;
That God wants us to consider our neighbor and be kind,
Donn't try to pay back and hurt, but have care on our mind.
poem by Margaret Haig
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