Yesterday

The good old days were so much better,
Ask any old senior  and he will surely say
One word in his life, he was never a debtor,
Cash on the barrel was the only way to pay.

When men wore a felt fedora and not a baseball cap,
Ladies wore skirts and dresses and even nylons,
Men's suspenders to keep up your pants, with no pretense,
Women used garter belts to keep them from sagging .

When a man was head of the house
And a housewife was glad to be that,
The man was the breadwinner to make it work
The lady was content to stay home with the cat.

The dad wore pants in the family as was the style,
The mom always wore dresses and a blouse to match.
Everything done was kept up and in the meanwhile
Cakes, cookies, tarts and pies were made from scratch.

Sunday was strictly a day of rest,
No gas stations or any store was allowed to open,
It was a day to go to church well  dressed,
A special day to be somewhat serious and not working.

And every Sunday something special came to my corner,
The Salvation Army band played in front of my house
At the corner of Mitton and Mara,
Those times were very good, etched in  memory forever !

So what is the rest of the story ?
Although old times are great to think about
Make the best of today and not be sorry
To have lived an old life, just ordinary, never a standout.