Price tags on the products in the grocery
Handritten letters with stamps for history
Toys fueled by imagination not batteries
There was no shame if you worked in the factories.

Saturday cartoons that were truly funny
Ten bucks an hour meant you made some money
Library days spent searching the stacks
Sun warmed tomatoes off vines for snacks.

Fireflies in Mason jars for summer night lights
Believing the world would turn out alright
Barbie’s bed was my book and in my world she was singing
Conversations got held face-to-face not by texting.

When the clock strikes
And I’m fifty
I won’t be so blue
Until I remember my favorite things
Are all obsolete!

Newspapers delivered fresh every morning
Parents understood what their kids were learning
A book was a friend I held in my hands
A portal to new people, places and lands.

Everything wasn’t blamed on global warming
Cautions on medication didn’t read like deadly warnings
A man was a man a woman a woman
Solving our problems meant first do what you can.

Sears and Penny’s were the places to shop
No one in the Deep South drank soda pop
We used sugar and real butter for baking
The best gifts to give were the ones you spent making.

When the clock strikes
And I’m fifty
I won’t be so blue
Until I remember my favorite things
Are now all obsolete.
d.f.a.v. 3-11-14
Giggles!
–Donna