Who remembers playing out <br />When it was safe to do <br />Lucky bags and mix ups <br />The good old penny chew. <br /> <br />Board games then were all the rage <br />And tv was a treat <br />And as a family we'd sit down <br />And quietly we'd eat. <br /> <br />Manners were a big thing <br />And smacking was allowed <br />You'd work hard for exam results <br />To make your parents proud <br /> <br />With dad you'd build a go cart <br />With mother you would bake <br />Your room you had to tidy <br />The rubbish out you'd take <br /> <br />We never had Nintendo's <br />No Xbox or Playstation <br />But we were closer way back then <br />And prouder as a nation <br /> <br />Now quickly things are changing <br />Technology has us gripped <br />No need to wonder where's the kids <br />Cos they're now micro chipped.<br /><br />Simon Gowen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/times-they-are-a-changing/
