Why Can’t We Be Like Yesterday
Why can’t we be like yesterday?
Full of modesty and grace.
A gentleman would hold the door
and bad language was disgrace.
All the cultured could dance and sing;
The arts had high regard.
Courting didn’t seem a sport;
Women cared if their virtue was marred.
I’m sure the world has improved:
the legal rights for our peers,
but I just want to regain a little class
That we’ve lost over the years.
Author’s notes on post 343: After reading a biography on John Keats, I thought "wouldn’t it be lovely if things were really as easy as biographies make them out to be?" and then I thought about the (arguably) good ol’ days. This is the product: something different. See y’all tomorrow and thanks for the feedback about this project so far!
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