Remembering the good old days
when we could play in the streets
stay out till nine catching fireflies
hang outside under a tree
painting or drawing till evening day break
when you didn’t need parent’s at your side
you were trusted to open your front door and come in at nine
those were the good old days of fun and play
when Saturday morning cartoons were the best cartoons on
Times have changed so drastically since Ninteen-ninty nine
Now you have to keep the doors and windows locked and stay everywhere by your child’s side
You can’t stay outside playing in the streets like we did as kids.
Where’s the freedom and reality gone
from 1999-2015 it’s gone to the dogs
You always have to know what’s going on
kids are no longer free to live and and have fun as we did once
what happened to live long and prosper
trust and rely
a different age
a unknown new world we live and die
unfamiliar, not how we were raised brought up on
He-man, Shira, The beast master
Reading rainbow, and much more fun learning and interactive good shows
What’s life got now
My honest thought is a lot more trash
defiantly not Punky Brewster,
Popples
Care bears
or learning good morals health smart brain foods
and healthy meals
This time we live is such busy stress and no family time in so many families around the world
I miss the days of the nineteen nineties
Those alone were the good old days.
