Days long past

 

And do you yearn for days long past?

When there was post in the mail box

Our chipped china was still used

As it was wartime with little to buy

Dad mended broken pots and pans

Growing vegetables in the garden

And us kids wore threadbare clothes

Which mother mended at the weekend

She worked too, and had job to make ends meet

As most fathers were away fighting the war

With wives crying for them every night

Giving the kids soapy baths all right

Showers no around in those days

No one drove then petrol was rationed

Shops never had catalogues in those times

They only sold what was available

So tyhere were queues everywhere

And as the day would draw to a close

Windows blackout curtains would be drawn

So that light from inside would not shine through

Which might be seen by enemy aircraft

Flyng overhead set to bomb factories

Looking for the designated targets

Or drop their bombs anywhere they could

While us kids slept in air raid shelters

Listening to their drone overhead

As they searched the target that was set

But as I was youngest one at home

Was usually fast asleep quite unaware

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