The children of today, are very spoiled.
Just look at all the toys, they possess.
Looking back, we didn't have much,
we enjoyed what we had, more or less!
If you got a new toy, you were grateful.
There were no luxuries. Money, was
spent on important things and you were
reminded, it didn't, grow on trees. We
learned to appreciate, what we had. If
it got broken, it would be a long time,
before we could get something new.
Knowing this, we took special care,
it was all that we could do. Now, life
is certainly much easier. This I'll have
to agree. There was no use to complain,
for when I was growing up, that's how
it used to be!
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