Those Good Old Days - Poem by margaret haig
I enjoyed life as a child, even though walking was a problem for me,
To play with board games, watch old movies, play hide and go see;
I remember mum would make picnic under the table each holiday,
Yeah! Those good old days were so great, that's what I say.
I enjoyed family life, when a family get together, oh what fun,
Aunties, uncles, cousins, grandpas, get outside in the sun;
Play a game of cricket, or footy, girls and boys together,
Yeah! What fun we saw and had, those days were better.
I enjoyed the times we travelled for a holiday away,
Traveling in the old Holden, to the beach each day we'd play;
Have fish n chips, and share with seagulls so many around,
Yeah! Those days on the beach. Or at the playground.
I enjoyed the old movies, of Shirley, and Danny Kaye too,
Francis the mule, Those comedies we enjoyed them its true;
We'd pretend we'd travel on a bus inside our bedroom to the country,
Yeah! We enjoyed those good days, 'twas great for my sister and me.
Then thinking as years gone by, kids now have things easy,
But things in the atmosphere isn't good, we get wheezy;
What has happened to days that were, now long gone,
Yeah! I'd rather be back in the good old days, it sure was fun.
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