Good news more often across the air waves,
Men and women were honest, strong and brave.
Happy children with grubby little faces,
Family grocery shops in so many places.
Pickles and relishes in the pantry canned
Life at that time seemed ever so grand.
Pies and breads on the windows to cool,
love and kindness was the golden rule.
Aprons on dresses to keep them clean,
Every back door open with a wooden screen.
Young folks today will never experience,
That life’s pureness, calmness, and innocents.
Some of the older know just what I mean,
Not again will we live in this quaint little world,
Only by walking along in our memories dream.
Then back to reality we are quickly hurled.
But wait just a minute, please open your eyes,
You will see this wonderful life again in Paradise!