We sang songs of our revolution
For Antiwar beats as the solution
Wanting the age of Aquarius now
In tie-die shirts and flared trousers wow!
Times when the world was mine
And friends that were one of a kind
Endless Summers of complete sunshine
The 60s and 70s were one of a kind!
© Paul Warren Poetry
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Very true, we lost everything to the jet age so quickly. Personal touch got replaced by gadgets. Profound poem.5*