Which really. Ain't all that bad.

Can’t keep up. With the rapidly changing world. Nor do I want to.  That’s the  thought. Flitting  through my mind. Once upon a time. It was important. To keep up. To be modern. Up to date. But now. I find it more rewarding. More pleasurable. More relaxing. To blend. Old ways. And modern ways. With the balance in favor of old ways. Maybe that’s easier. Than accepting the challenge . Of being a model modern man. I am what I am.  Left behind. In my own world. Which really. Ain’t all that bad.  --Jim Broede