When Milk Was Milk - Janet

I remember well in days gone by
when Guernsey cream smothered apple pie.
Cakes ballooned with custard thick
and filled our palates with a taste so rich.
Before cholesterol reared its ugly head
now zero fat yoghurt we eat instead.
The taste it does not recreate
but leaves us in a virtuous state.
Milk was whole and all we knew
and lent the tea an orange hue.
Now it’s red and blue and green,
calorie counted and squeaky clean.
Then, butter was golden and thickly spread
on great slabs of pure white bread.
A meagre scrape of low calorie, now
adorns a cracker for my tea.
Served with a stick of celery
a zero fat healthy treat for me.
It doesn’t seem so long ago
that all we ever had to know,
was, butter was gold and tasted right
and milk was milk and coloured white.

Janet