Echoes of the Past

In a world of modern marvels
Where progress reigns supreme
I find myself drawn to the past
To a time that seems like a dream

The streets were lined with cobblestones
And gaslights lit the night
The sound of horse-drawn carriages
Echoed through the city's light

The fashion was a work of art
With corsets and top hats in style
Gentlemen with waxed mustaches
And ladies in dresses that beguile

The music was a symphony
Of strings and horns and keys
And the dancing was a waltz
That swept me off my feet with ease

In this vintage world of mine
The clock ticks a little slower
And the worries of the day
Fade away like a whispered prayer

I long for the simplicity
Of a time gone by
When life was a little slower
And moments were treasured like gold in the sky

The books were leather-bound
And the paper had a scent divine
And the words on every page
Told stories that stood the test of time

So let us take a step back
To a vintage world so grand
Where the beauty of the past
Is alive and well at hand

For in these echoes of the past
We find a piece of our soul
And the memories of those gone before
Continue to make us whole.