A Community Of Friends

There once was a time when women could cook
  and men knew how to dance

Education was by the book
  no fuzzy math or creative finance

Parents visited their own parent’s homes,
  as the grandchildren came along

And life was so much better then
  new words to every song

There once was a time when women could cook,
  and men knew how to dance

Hearts were pure as dogs roamed free
  neighbors talked across the fence

Everyone shared those values true
  family mattering most of all

Because in the end, a community of friends
 —let you rise and then stand tall

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)