A kitten purring, soft and white, Bedtime prayers said by candlelight... A mother's tender lullaby That hushes baby's lonely cry... A father's gentle table grace Within a humble dwelling place... A singing choir on Sunday morn Praising the day that Christ was born... A friendly voice on the telephone Recalling mem'ries you thought were gone... A wedding march in early June- Promises made on a honeymoon... Singing birds in a sycamore tree, A laughing child on Grandpa's knee... The mournful cooing of a dove- These, my friend, are the sounds of love!
They miss so much who do not know The simple joys of long ago When life was lived with easy pace, And thankful hearts said table grace. When folks took time to be a friend, A helping hand, so quick to lend.
When houses had a front porch swing, (Oh how we loved that creeky thing!) On summer evenings friends would call And they were welcome, one and all, And mom would serve homemade ice cream As laughter from the porch would stream.
And vendors came to sell their wares; The fun-filled trips to county fairs. The concerts at the old bandstand When music was so very grand! They miss so much who never knew Old-fashioned joys, such as I do.
The village church so gleaming white, It's steeple bells that rang each night, The solace that we all found there As we met for a time of prayer. Our values were quite different then, Oh, time, can't I I go back again!
We were not rich in the days of yore, But we had blessings by the score; Our wealth was found in many things From which the soul's contentment spring. Our homes were filled with so much love, Deep faith was ours in God above.
How much they miss who do not know The lovely joys found long ago. I wish that they could share with me My pleasant trip in memory Back to the good old-fashioned days When life was lived in simple ways!
RE: In honor of Vickie who gives us poems that make us laugh and cry
Thanks for sharing that blancalatina! That is very heart touching