Past the 70's Into the 70's

The 60’s were rebellious years,

Questioning how I was raised…

Driving drunk, through mail boxes,

Awaking lost, but still unphased.

The 70’s were enlightened years,

I was incredibly young and hip…

We crowded around the piano,

My ashtray, the Guacamole dip.

The 80’s were the “first class” years,

Art galleries with a full wine glass…

High bidder I won the center piece,

Sliding home on my drunken  ass.

The 90’s were productive years,

Good jobs, and a paid off home…

Best dogs, bad relationships,

I found myself happy and alone.

Looking back in this new century,

I am amazed I lived this long;

How everything turned out so right,

In spite of everything done wrong.