Life Was Different Then

Life Was Different Then

Life was different then beneath smoky skies

Neighbours still spoke while looking in eyes

Children stayed playing till streetlights came on

Nobody panicked when daylight had gone

Front doors stood open through long summer heat

People shared stories out there in the street

Laughter drifted from old radios low

Simple small moments now distant as smoke

Photographs yellow with edges worn thin

Still hold the warmth of the world back then

Before every silence was filled up by screens

Before life became rushed and endlessly keen

Grandmother stitched by the fire each night

Grandfather humming while fixing old lights

Nothing expensive or polished or grand

Still love lived openly there in their hands

Life was different then, slower somehow

People made promises meaning them out loud

Tea tasted stronger on rain-covered days

Time did not vanish in quite the same way

Perhaps every generation says this

Mourning old versions of comfort and bliss

Still part of me aches for that vanished place

A softer old world time cannot replace

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