Remember

Remember when the world was

So much simpler than it is today?

A time when there was time

To fizzle all those frilly fears away.

 

Nothing so important that it

Could not wait another day

As peace would overwhelm and

Occupy us in our work and play.

 

Playing in the open air,

Not a worry, not a care.

Warm winds blowing through our hair

As summer warmed our skin.

 

Splashing puddles in the rain,

Skinned knees, stinging bees, anklesprains.

Mom would kiss away our pain

And make our losses feel like wins.

 

But time is fickle as it moves

In ever-forward increments.

Has no memory, has no end,

No concept of the sacraments.

And every soul eventually

Cries out in anguish and laments

Remembering when things were good

And happy times were better spent.