I Remember.

Thank you I say.

For the sacrifice.

You made.

In the dark.

Of the night.

You gave up.

Your life.

So, freedom.

Could be saved.

You lay.

In the ground,

as I look.

Down.

At my friend.

And you're free.

From pains of war.

Tear in my.

Eye.

Pride in my.

Heart.

I will always.

Remember you as.

I have done before...

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Memories of the 1970s, Part 1 (Music Fans)

Disco, Pop, Soul, Reggae, Hardrock, Scar, Punk.

New Wave, Soft Rock, Alternative, Glam, Funk.

Some memories of music in my childhood days.

Capturing in my mind, feelings and emotions I can always replay.

The Commodores were (Still) looking on (The Night Shift) for someone they could call (Three Times a Lady).

Slade was saying (...

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Am I Just a Crackpot.

I keep searching for an explanation.

Yet I find myself contemplating.

The turmoil in my mind is inflicting.

And. the confusion to me it is subjecting.

I feel my wires need to be reconnected.

So, my sanity can be protected.

A simple understanding is rejected.

Maybe my mind is just defective.

Am I clamouring for answers I cannot find.

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Walk In My Shoes.

I've known you since we were at school.

You took the serious side of life.

I spent my youth trying to be the fool.

Yet it was you who had friends by his side.

Education set you up for a fabulous career.

My childhood qualified me to fail.

Nothing fazes you; you had a hard veneer.

I play catch up in the wake of your trail.

Sometimes I envy ...

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