The Swinging Sixties

In guess we all have a decade in our lives which stands out amongst all others. I feel honoured that mine was the 1960s, one of the greatest decades of the 20th century, for music, fashion and speed of change, a great wave, ridden by myself and the other post war baby boomers.

 

Swinging sixties

From boy to man
And a string of girls
Whose names I could write
On a very small piece of paper.
But to squash that misconception,
Of drugs,
None, bar life and rock and roll,
And definitely no sex,
Until a young woman graciously
Taught me how to love.
It was a three year course
With no diploma
Just the knowledge and a heartache.
And after?
Too much alcohol and smokes
Tobacco that is,
As nothing was harmful in the sixties.
We joked about cigarettes as coffin nails.
A blur of
Friends, freedom, fishing
Until in the end
I caught a wife.

And now the sixties are a
Purple haze,
And I thank you for the days,
Those endless days,

Days I’ll remember all my life.

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