Alone
One cold January eve
Stepping aside
No one to deceive

Thinking back
To better times
Younger years
Mountain climbs

The world lies ahead of me
Singing songs, feeling free
Happier never could we be
Way back, 1970

Longer hair
Mini skirts
Hashish pipes
Rock and roll concerts

Times aplenty
Nothing left to want
Life much simpler
Cooped up memories haunt

Poems a comin’
Right and left
Dodging bullets
Life bereft

Untold stories
From long ago
How life changes
So much we’ll never know