Life Wasn't a Series of Screens

Remember when life wasn't a series of screens?
'I' meant 'me' as in 'I am human' not machine.
Smart wasn't a phone it was our Sunday best.
Is this another rant? Well then, you know the rest...
Heads didn't hang low unless we were being told...and even then...
We looked up at the clouds and imagined shapes.
Saw the autumn leaves and snowflakes, all so majestic, no mistake.
Saw the Robins in the bushes and thought of Christmas.
Waited to see bluebell walks and spring unleashed.
Spent time outdoors at the beach.
We tried to look people in the eye as we spoke unmuffled by this digital joke.
Screen time or no time hadn't tried to replace family time or even 'quiet time' and 'rest time.'
Brains switched off, not to reboot but to refresh. Down time wasn't interrupted by digital guests. Breathe in the air, take a walk, be blessed.
Remember when life wasn't a series of screens?
Because that scene wasn't even that long ago!
If you a reading this on a screen. Excuse my irony. Switch off, be free. Addiction is the enemy of your liberty. 

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