When Grandpa Was A Boy Poem by siddhanth iyer

So many things were different,
When Grandpa was a boy.
He never saw a movie
And never had a toy.

He walked three miles to school each day,
And wrote upon a slate
And lots of things I daily eat,
Young grandpa never ate

Yet he always tells me
About the good old days
And how he did not exchange his youth
For all our modern ways

I wonder when I am grandpa’s age
If I will then enjoy
The thoughts that things were better,
When I was just a boy.