- BORN IN THE '50s -
The world unfurled before my eyes
 In 1954―
I laughed and squealed with each delight
 And marvels I'd explore.

My sandwiches were soft and white
 And ice cream scooped from bricks,
Fresh milk appeared outside our door
 And butter came in sticks.

When it warmed up the Hi-Fi played
 A crackling melody
And no one missed the colors lost
 On black & white TV.

Jack LaLanne kept Mommy fit
 And Lassie made me cry,
Howdy Doody was my friend
 And Superman could fly.

But once a month throughout the town
 The air raid sirens wailed―
A grim foretelling of a world
 Not yet to be unveiled.