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Modern Families

Modern Families

What's happened to modern day families

They once were tight little groups

The kids would visit Granny and Gramps

Someone would bring homemade soup

Folks arrived bearing goodies and sweets

And put all their stuff in the fridge

The kids would play their hide and seek games

While the old folks played Euchre or Bridge

Granny didn't mind that the house was askew

Afterwards we sat down for a chat

It sure did look like a bomb had gone off

It was weeks before they located the cat

Today they email to say they can't make it

It's their time to scrub out the bath

And Susan broke a finger nail last night

She's sulking but I'm sure it won't last

Maybe in June we will find time to visit

We'll slot you into our journal

Between Tommie's first ever baseball game

And Susan's play, "Love Eternal"

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Greg Etsell

Jack loved your poem your right where did it go lot changes in life what you could do 40 years ago you cant do today its sad its gone that way but maybe it will come back around some day I miss the olds ways and the old thinking, have a great day peace and love

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Jack Ellison

Thanks for dropping by my new friend!!! Sounds like we're a couple of elderly gentlemen!!! LOL Have a great day!!!

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