I Was Born In The Wrong Era

I am no doubt a woman of the 21st Century.

I enjoy all the privileges that are out there designed to make my life easier.

However, some days...

 I truly believe I could have easily lived a lady of yesteryear.

I maybe a jeans and t-shirt kinda gal, 

but I would so much more prefer to be in a gown and beautiful matching hat.

I have always consider myself a girl next door,

 so I would have fit in perfectly, way back when.

I was meant for afternoon tea and leisure reading.

And attending balls wearing the very best jewels.

And would you believe I just so happen to like white lacy gloves,

....or anything lacy really.

I would know and appreciate all my ancestors that came centuries before me.

I could live very quietly and peacefully in a century old house.

Horse and home....is there anything more finer in this world.

I mean really.....who needs a car.

I would pay morning calls to friends,

....and of course wouldn't dream of not bringing a basket.

I could so carry an aristocratic title.

Doesn't this sound lovely......Lady Diane.

Hmm.....what about a pretty little title to go with it.....Barnoness of Bristol

 .....yes indeed that suits me just fine.

So I think you will all agree that maybe I was meant for a different era, a different time and way of life.

Maybe I was meant for a time, long ago, when life was perhaps a little more genteel and calm.

An era that better suits me.

I simply think I was born in the wrong era.

Lady Diane

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