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The Old School Way

The Good Old Days

The Old School Way
The old school way is the topic for today.
Listen carefully to what I say.
Let us take a trip back down memory lane.
A time when life was simple and people cared for one another.
People used cliches such as: Keep it simple stupid, What you don't know won't hurt you.
Take one day at a time, Don't bite off more than you can chew. Count your blessings.
Back in the day there was a sense of community. When I was a kid getting into trouble the neighbors would tell my Mom. I could play outside until night time. The neighborhood was safe because the elders watched the children and helped them. 
The old school way is gone but those were the good old days.
The old school way will forever live inside my heart.

 

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sparrowsong

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