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1962

I wanna stay in 1962
Bobby and JFK are not dead
My parents are still together
And everyone's eyes are not red
My Grandfather is still alive and well
And sitting on his loving lap
I listen to his railroad watch
That still works with a gentle tap
The country as a whole was happy
And we were between dieing wars
Small town life was easy
And we all felt safe within these shores
But all had changed by 1964
It seemed all our dreams and innocence
Had been slammed behind
Some cold and evil door
 
Russell Dean Allgood©
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Richar' Farr More than 1 year ago
Bobby and John arn't dead~
Amber More than 1 year ago
This poem makes me sad and I wasn't even alive at that time.
Devi More than 1 year ago
ok
William Klauck More than 1 year ago
Poetic flow is a little rough
Ra Shon Shannon More than 1 year ago
Dont like it
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