People used to sit and talk
Or visit as they took a walk,
Sharing joy in simple things...
A butterfly with pretty wings
Or a bird which brightly sings.
The former joys were really best.
Our lives back then were truly blessed.
Now these times may be unseen.
(Preempted by a cell phone screen).
Rich joys in life they may not glean.
“Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits.”
Psalm 103:2 KJV
© 2016 Arlene Schwartzkopf