"Only human beings can reorder their lives any day they choose by refining their philosophy.” ••Jim Rohn

 Once upon a time, long ago A world of stories, In which we also grew up It was...but it isn't anymore! A world in which we then children being at home, We were happy with what we had Or...we didn't have anything at the table. Of a pretzel or roll Made at the celebration From my mother's kind and gentle eyes Looking at each one. With cheeks full of frost And freeze outside, Next to the stove gather Late in the evening. Like on the bench, next to us Grandma was always there, And we really liked it The story with the ant. I didn't have a phone then No laptop or tablet, I didn't even know what it meant then To be in the star village. We were enjoying the holidays Winter, snow, What a sled it was The treasure in the yard! We used to meet on the way as children And full of joy, On the high derdelus It was a joy. ...That's how it used to be...a long time ago our childhood The house where I grew up With a lamp at the window. Today... nothing is the same And in the hectic world, Only memories remained What were once...once upon a time...

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