How the times have changed

January 9, 2014

Tiny town in the middle of two large cities,

Children chattered and clapped in the shools.

Busy streets by night are barren in the day.

"Don't go out past ten," worried mothers used to say.

Now the grown up kids sneak out.

Unobservant parents havent realized it yet

Teens doing drugs and getting pregnant.

What happened to family time in the evenings?

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