
Chirping birds, innocent laughter
Vibrant butterflies children ran after

Oh, dew on roses, green grass and trees
No smog in the morning, cool evening breeze.
No asthma or SARS
No late night TV hours
Books were companion to the children
Oh, the olden days were golden.
Grandpa, Grandma, uncles and aunts
Giant families had huge children gangs
Sharing, caring, loving together
Life was fun and simple rather.
No hectic pace, no mad race
Writing letters was people's craze
Honesty, integrity took precedence
Over money, power and influence.
No terrorist attacks, no war cry
No orphan, injured children, no wet eye
How green was the valley 100 years ago
I wonder the robotic generation would ever know!
