Times were hard a way back
then, Modern conveniences? They had none. Days of
work began at dawn, Lasting till the set of the sun.
With Dad out in the fields
plowing, And Mom doing the kitchen chores. The
children helped as age allowed, All saying daily
prayers to the Lord.
Way back then families were
closer, And friends were more devoted too. And
when tragedy hit a family, Others helped and knew
what to do.
The friends and families gathered
together At the church on each Sunday morn To sing
and Praise our dear Lord Savior And to keep our
loving hearts warm.
