We like to recall
                        The good old days
                        When life was different
                        In so many ways.

                        A relationship meant
                        We got married first,
                        Then faced life together
                        Through the best and worst.

                        Software kept us warm
                        On a cold, winter night,
                        And chips kept the fire
                        In the stove burning bright.

                        When fever set in,
                        We had few doctors bills,
                        For salves or home remedies
                        Cured most of our ills.

                        Earrings were clip-ons
                        And worn by the girls;
                        And they, not the boys,
                        wore their hair in long curls.

                        The boys wore the pants,
                        And the girls wore the laces;
                        You could tell which was which
                        Without seeing their faces.

                        Diapers were cloth
                        And were rinsed on the spot,
                        Not disposed of in cans
                        Or on some parking lot.

                        Would I want to go back
                        And live in the past?
                        I pondered the question
                        And thought hard and fast.

                        Nostalgia is nice,
                        But I'll have to admit
                        Surrendering some things
                        Would hurt me a bit.

                        Cruise control on the road
                        Makes driving a dream,
                        And power steering and I
                        Are a great little team.

                        I prefer air conditioning
                        To fans with the pleats,
                        And my freezer beats cellars
                        For storing my eats.

                        My dryer is handy,
                        My washer a must--
                        So I'll just take the present
                        And try to adjust.  


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