Then And Now Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A broken wheel, a leaky roof,
Simple problems, plain enough.
A hammer, nails, a little sweat,
The fixing done, no need to fret.

Today's the phone, a frozen screen,
A buzzing sound, a digital scene.
The washing machine, a code it throws,
Nobody knows, just where it goes.

In simpler times, a clever hand,
Could understand, and then command.
Now circuits hum, and screens all glare,
You need a degree, just to repair.

A tangled thread, a wooden chair,
Easier then, beyond compare.
These modern woes, a different breed,
Planting helplessness, a sorry seed.

T.M.Solvang