The young men of the sixties where are they today
Some of them forever in cemeteries lay
Some of them looking wrinkled and showing time's decay
Some of them grand or great grandparents and some of them single and childless did stay
Some of them with their one true love for life
And some of them divorced with their second or third wife
Many years beyond their physical prime
We all eventually become victims of time
And as is said of time for anyone it does not wait
And hope is for the better with those in hope who keep faith
The young men of the sixties their best years long gone
And their children are aging and time is ticking on
Some growing old in their hometowns and some growing old far away
And some forever at rest where dead people lay.
Monday, May 22, 2017
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