Second hand rose

Just call me second-hand Rose

In all my second-hand clothes!

Just like in that musical

That’s me! I’m not ashamed!

Dear Nana showed me the joys

Of finding second-hand clothes

So many pre-loved items

With lots of life left in them

Not just that but think of our earth!

Don’t we take enough from her?

Never give any back!

We just keep on taking and taking

One day there will be no more!

Then what will we do?

We are spoilt rotten!

In the 1960’s I had 1 Barbie doll

1 baby doll, 1 doll with hair

Paper dolls with paper clothes

1 rusty old bike

That’s it! No more!

I had to help cut apricots during the summer

I had to help plant tomato plants

I had to help pick the ripened fruit

I had to help slash the tips off the grape vines

It was all part of life in the 1960’s

We walked the 2 miles to the local school

We had to because mum and dad

Had to go to work early!

We had an old Kerosene fridge

A wood stove to cook on

A metal bath tub to bathe in

(In front of that old wood stove)

We had a two roomed house

My dad built with his own hands!

There were no fancy things

Mum made our clothes

Only bought a few things new!

We survived on hand me downs

From our friends and family!

Those were happy days in the 1960’s!