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The Oldies

Yep. You’ve joined music history. /

The years may have been a mystery /

Tour through your youth /

Those awkward days of uncouth /

Where nothing you could say /

Would make the world go your way. /

Then the adult years came onset /

Full of hopes and some regrets, /

But your dreams lingered on /

Back by a three-chord song. /

Now the dreams have faded, /

A little tattered and debated, /

Then a song comes along, /

From your youth where it belongs, /

And it takes you back /

To those hopes gone slack. /

And you think, once again, /

It’s not too late to begin again. /

The melody comes your way /

Takes you back to halcyon days. /

But then that new technology /

Slaps you into where you ought to be. /

The dial face say the song is an Oldie. /

It spells it plainly and not boldly. /

You say, No, this can’t be so. /

Of the future you won’t let go. /

Oh no, oh no, oh no! /

You listen to the song /

That favorite tune that brought you along /

Through your youth uncouth /

Then into your adult truth. /

You listen again to the tune, /

Spot a star to the left of the Moon, /

And once more your dreams unfurl /

From the corner of your heart where they lay curled. /

To boldly go and now you won’t stop. /

To the moon is only the first hop. /

Then the song reaches its end /

And the night further sets in. /

The crickets chirp; the sirens wail /

And your dreams seem a bit stale. /

You fold them up and take them in /

And hope The Oldies come again. /

It may not now be like was /

And time has taken what it does, /

But you still feel the ancient fires /

And until the day the light expires, /

You will be now as you were then: /

Striving, seeking, finding, and not giving in.

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