The Good ‘Ole Days

Is it possible to know that you’re living them when you’re living them?

The good ‘ole days

Haven’t passed us by, they say.

The good ‘ole days are here

And now, so have no fear.

The good ‘ole days are all around us

In the present hustle and bustle and fuss.

The good ‘ole days are in this mess

And mundane and stress.

If only we can take a moment

To slow down, engage, and know it

To be true

That happiness is here; and our worries should be few.

Wake up! Look around!

The good ‘ole days are here to be found.

Don’t let them pass you by.

-The Poet of Windy Blue