I was thinking of things that have disappeared now
We had a knife and board to slice bread in our know how
Then there was bicycle leg clips so trousers weren't greasy
And milk in bottles on the front door step was easy
Raincoats that you can see through were the style
And canvas tennis shoes were for running a mile
There were no geared bikes and a back pedal brake
With wind up alarm clocks when you wanted to wake
The only take away was fish and chips in newspaper
These things we took for granted and not a waiver.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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