I miss the good old times
When the skies were blue
As sunshine brought about joy
Genuine smiles in the streets
Trees were green and reserved
While the butterflies flew freely
Unafraid and untamed

Peace was much available then
Hearts whole with no need for mending
While sadness lay behind bars
Sorrow contained far away in space
Handshakes weren't sweated for
As harmony was the order of the day
And safety was everyone's best companion


©Nash_the.poet