Memories

As I’m now the Age of Eighty,
Nostalgia thoughts are Kind of Weighty.
Memories seem to Give me Pause,
Make it Better than it Was.

Leather jacket – Rock n’ Roll,
A Simple Life I could Control.
Wax my Car then Take a Ride,
Pretty Chick sits at My Side.

Draggin’ Main with Windows Down,
Meeting Friends around the Town.
I might have Changed to Some Degree,
If I’d have Known what Waited Me.