Saturday, November 14, 2009
Sometimes I revisit without warning
Thoughts, touches, or smells from years ago;
Reducing me to a flush of tears,
From songs played on the car’s radio.
Forever Young, Endless Love, My Turn
“And I will always love you…”
Each year a stronger microscope,
Magnifying lyrics and dreams untrue.
The music was our life in songs;
KSRN, mega hits of “one-four- eighty-five”,
Faded to time and lack of interest.
Both station and 60’s youth; barely alive.