The old bus
put to rest
in a field
down a gravel road...
seemed a reminder..
That yes
I was young
once upon a time....
It reminded me
of bell bottom's
and mini skirts..
tight jeans
Ricy Nelson
and Bruce springsteen.....
It reminded me
of songs that spoke
of war ending....
days of peace signs
words of rhyme..
flower power
and free love......
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