ORN IN THE
he world unfurled before my eyes
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.