The changed children 😟
Looking thru the eyes of a child is a challenge I adore
Surely it can’t be that difficult coz I have been there before
Yet those childhood years of mine were Oh so long ago
Back in the days of old over six decades ago I know
when life ticked along old fashionedly, kids used to play out in the street
Wearing their elder sister’s clothes on, clip clopping in their tiny feet
There was nothing nicer than wearing Mother’s high heel shoes
My Mam only had one pair so there wasn’t many to choose
Haha I used to pinch my sisters when she wasn’t around
Tho I tried my best not to scuff them on the hard, stoney ground
But hasn’t a child’s life changed with the online media taking over making matters deranged
..Welll I say deranged because it rhymed with my verse but in truthfulness online media can be a abit of a curse
Nothing at all is sacred anymore
Everybody knows everyone’s business without even walking out their front door
Mind you children don’t know no better, it’s simply the way that things are
Born into an age of technology, for them nothing is bizzare
As they sit lost in their bubbles staring at the gadgets in the hand
Trawling thru the internet on their little finger’s command
..Chatting to their friends miles away on twitter, facebook and whatsapp
Without even moving a muscle with their tablet on their lap
They are born in different times with new age machinery
Never playing outside like I did, I wonder do they appreciate the scenery?..
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Hi Jill,
Yeah you're right -
what happened to everything?
Love,
Terry.
xoxo :)
Aye sorry state of affairs nowadays lol 💕💙💕
at least for awhile their fingers were getting exercise, but now they just talk into the device! does that mean only the tongue will evolve? lol!
Teeheee ay it must my Jim the lad 🤣💙❤️💕🌹
Oh god Jill...so true!!! Why don't kids go out to PLAY anymore...it's almost a swear word these days. Indulged little gits. 😆 None of them.will know how to be at ease in their own minds in the future because they never spend time in their own heads...always being programmed with stuff on the internet. We are not growing future artists and writers that's for sure Xxx
Ay mores the pity but soo true my lovely lass 🌹💕🌹
Jill through the eyes of a modern child and the innocent past is sadly lost on them, hide and seek, a skipping rope, hop scotch on pavement slabs, even rat tat ginger has died a death, jumpers for goal posts and on Christmas Day if you had a bike that was special, It seems most want an expensive more modern phone these days. Spare Me!!!😆
And how well and sadly truthfully you put it to never play outside as a kid.
Those kids will grow up obese and pasty faced.
A great and heartbreakingly tragic write Jill when thinking back to yesteryear days.
Top marks and I bet you wish like many just to go back for one day my poetic penfriend. Just one day.
Thanks Jill for the memories and they're all good.❤️
Awww Thankyou so much my lovely catchup kid as always my poetic friend 🌹💕🌹
wonderful poem as always
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