Sylvia Dombeck

(Hollywood, FL)

Woodstock Remembered In The Town Of Bethel

Poem by Sylvia Dombeck

We have camps and farms
Woodlands with charms
Especially our covered bridges
Trails to hike and hills with ridges
Lakes for swimming and boating too
Chickens that lay eggs and cows that moo
Our finest possession our youth of tomorrow
For whom we must plan so that they never will sorrow
We especially had our woodstock festival
That some folks called an event most evil
But when in our town were we presented on tv
As the event of the year for the world to see
Our remarkable town rallied rather well
From the event that most folks loved and others thought hell
When will be we ever rally round again
A more orderly repeat performance of that great refrain....

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003