Times are ever – a changing,
As all of us beings can see.
With boarded up shops, and stores shutting down,
In towns, and very many a city . . .
Is advanced technology the everything?
In this world in which we endeavour to give.
Severe cut backs in all mainline services,
Which deter us much – in trying to live . . .
Postage stamps rocketing to an all time cost,
So sending a letter, or card, will for so many be definitely lost.
Children looking out for those special times
On a birthday, that the Royal Mail will bring.
Or, is it now – just a pleasant text,
But not quite in their minds – the same thing.
Man can now travel down – to the deep oceans depth.
To observe the magical “Life of the Sea”.
Also go into space, in another dimension,
In our quest for knowledge to be . . .
In the press, the loss of so many lives,
We read of mans pain, and anxiety.
Strict regimes, that govern its people,
To stop their living peacefully.
It would be a truly remarkable thing,
In today’s “TIMES”, if it ever came to be.
That peace might prevail, in our ever
Changing world, not just now, but for eternity.
Mrs B WOOLNOUGH
West Chiltington Road, Pulborough