I like to go back in time From time to time Not because I liked it so Or couldn’t forget It was a little different A much slower pace Party line telephone A land line Long distance calling Something special ColoniaL bakery delivering bread Sealtest milk the same Both used horses to pull the wagons You knew their names The driving crew And after a while They knew yours, too Twenty seven houses on a city street Twenty different churches attended Eight schools at least A diversified group We got alone pretty well Those times were good times And I like to dwell there Think about it a little Go back for a while But not for keeps I like today, too Don’t know about tomorrow Stanski March 19, 2020 ^