Girl playing with a doll by Henri-Pierre Danloux (1790) - Image in the Public Domain

Old Times Were Better

                                   Old times were always better,
                                   my grandmother used to say.
                                   I, a little child, did not really get it;
                                   old times are past, and I loved my dolls.
                                   I thought this,
                                   or a similar thought,
                                   with the words and indulgence
                                   of a four year old.
                                   By the moment I meet Past,
                                   —I think to myself—,
                                   loves are lost and stars are gone
                                   to the other side of the globe.
                                   But longing hearts and youths
                                   look lonesome within picture frames
                                   now that present begins to wrinkle,
                                   rendering memories askew.
                                   And the awry truth of present day
                                   twists my brains and my will.
                                   And I remember, I remember
                                   how I played with my dolls.
                                   Apprehension was a ghost
                                   haunting perennial conversations.
                                   While my dolls chose their drama
                                   to be done by the minute.
                                   Oh, how I amused myself
                                   among elastic characters
                                   among elated souls
                                   of elaborated fictions.
                                   Past has come running to find me,
                                   and I sourly remember
                                   how I played with my dolls
                                   when times were all that better.

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