Nostalgia

The words that my parents
never used
from the house of white
they come –
I hear them on the news.

A behavior so childish
they would never approve,
yet the highest in the land
they sink –
decency forsooth.

Alas I miss those days
when civility was rule,
that kingdom of my parent’s
house –
politeness such a jewel!

1/2018

Published by Anne Birkam

I am a former librarian who has been writing poetry most of her life.

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