and long ago days
drift through the clouds in my mind.
Manners and modesty,
grammar and honesty:
when did we leave these behind?
Honeysuckle and hollyhocks,
the ticking of clocks,
dresses with a bit of lace.
I remember drinking root beer floats,
and folding newspaper hats and boats,
back when homemade was commonplace.
Neighbors shared their hydrangea blues,
but not their political views,
and maintained respect for the rights of others.
It was a simpler age,
but now we've turned the page,
if only we had listened to our mothers.
Love this one Daisy and sometimes I would like to go back to that simple time.. Hope you enjoy the rest of the week.ReplyDelete
Lovely poem. I find myself longing for simpler sweeter times.ReplyDelete
That last line packs a punch. I really like it.ReplyDelete
I also love this:
"Manners and modesty,
grammar and honesty"
Very nice, Daisy!
So true, so true. I long for those simpler times also. Wow you are on a roll with your poems. I don't know where you pull all this from. I so enjoy reading what comes from that wonderful mind of yours.ReplyDelete
Daisy, some things were sweeter that is true... I often wish for simpler times myself. This is a beautiful poem with such sweet words... ♡ReplyDelete
I long for the simple and sweet times too. I really love this poem. (and your pretty garden pics)ReplyDelete
Lots of truth in that - really nice!ReplyDelete
Nice poem! I miss the 'good ole days', too! We didn't have to lock our doors and certainly not our churches! Nowdays, everyone has a chip on their shoulder and an axe to grind!ReplyDelete
Lovely pictures! I don't think things have really changed so much, but our memories are selective. Also, our childhoods were blissfully ignorant of many of the conflicts around us.ReplyDelete
Great! I agree with Lady Jane, I love what comes from your wonderful mind!ReplyDelete
Sweet and true words.ReplyDelete
Thank you, everyone.ReplyDelete
indeed you captured innocent sweetness of the "old" days. Love the punchline once again.ReplyDelete
The other day I was thinking about some of the many things I miss. Simple gestures. Men standing when a woman entered a room - or rising when a woman left a table. Simple gestures that I miss so much.ReplyDelete
Another terrific poem, Daisy. But ya know, we can still do that stuff if we want to... so what if we're out of step with the rest of the world? Heck, our good old-fashioned ways might even be contagious! I think I'll start right now... with a root beer float. :)ReplyDelete
You gave me comfort here.ReplyDelete
another great poem that speaks volumes!!!! And I agree with Susan.ReplyDelete
Thanks, all. :) Reenie, yes, I miss those types of gestures too. Susan, you're right--a root beer float sounds good right now.ReplyDelete
What a great post and a beautiful blog you have sweetie!ReplyDelete
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Thought I'd pop over and thank you for always visiting my Blog and your sweet comments. I cherish them and I enjoy your posts and poems so much.. I just posted a video to my wall that you might like.. I finally got it up so everyone can see it.. Hope you enjoy the rest of your day.ReplyDelete
I'd go back to those days in a heartbeat, if I only could. I am not happy about the ways of our country right now.ReplyDelete
Love that poem, and it's spot on. So many wonderful truths.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Susie, Terri, and Crystal!ReplyDelete
and now.............for me........if only our daughters would listen to their mother! LOL Always love your poems!ReplyDelete
Haha! Yes, Kathleen! :D Thank you!ReplyDelete
I love this poem very much. You've used beautiful imagery and I love the lovely flower. This poems had many wonderful truths.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Brenda! I hope you enjoy your week!Delete
Oh this is fun to read. I've read it aloud and I liked the melody it produced :)ReplyDelete
Thank you, Mari! :)ReplyDelete