I remember when these country roads were small and went both ways....
Remember when, going downtown meant that's where you mean to go.
Remember when, standing up for what you believed in meant something and was not looked down upon.
Remember when, ignorance was not well tolerated and teachers had the say.
Remember when, parents were parents and not friends to their children.
Remember when, losing your marbles meant just what it means, and others helped you pick them up.
Remember when, a secret meant it was kept that way and someones word meant just that.
Remember when, family meant kin.
Remember when, asking for a cup meant that others sugar bowls were full, if you were in need.
Remember when, getting mail meant going to a mailbox.
Remember when, working hard for something meant earning it and not just going out to get it.
Remember when, the pledge meant; One Nation Under God.
Remember when, getting lost meant finding yourself on an old dirt road.
I remember when these country roads were small, went both ways and took you where you belong, home.
Dana Hunt-Me
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