Hammock Days

By Elton Camp I dont much like people for the old times pining It was so much better back then, theyre whining Ill take air conditioning, electronics & medical care Such things that were rarely seen way back there Having to walk in the rain to school holds no delight And the unreliable old cars of the fifties were a fright The Cold War made us fearful that bombs would drop Perhaps that life on our planet would come to a stop But there is one pleasure that, with nostalgia, I recall And that is having a hammock in which to sprawl Ours was between two trees in the edge of the wood And I slipped off down there anytime that I could Inside the house was often very stuffy and quite hot Lying out in the shade really helped me a whole lot The sky so blue seen through the pattern of the leaves Helped put away anxiety & annoyance of petty grieves The gentle sound of the breeze through the trees blowing The world held much good it left me confidently knowing That I dont lie in a hammock still, theres only me to blame I could put one up, but realize that it never could be the same So what I recall about lying in hammocks back in that day In memory, it is best left where its safely tucked away

It could never be as it was then