PEACE & LOVE
The Closing Chapters
What did you do when you were young grandad?
Come and sit down here next to me dear child
I’ll tell you about the days when I was really wild.
I smoked pot, and I smoked weed
I drank lots of alcohol, and other stuff I didn’t need
Romped around without my clothes wrote blank verse, and blanker prose,
And more of both than anybody knows.
Made love with lots and lots of girls… Yep! curious child, loads and loads!
We called it ‘free love’ back in those days
We’d go on benders our minds in a haze.
We had LSD and other mind-altering highs
Spend hours steering blankly at the clouds in the skies
We used to call it tripping, and called everybody ‘man.’
We did exactly what we wanted because in those days you could.
And believe me, we did, me and your Nan.
We used to pluck flowers and place them in our hair
And seek out other hippies, and go to new age fayres
We’d sit around and dance, the music was insane
Pop stars from those days forever will remain.
There not 30-second wonders with no talent and no skill
When I hear them now, they still make me chilled.
I’m transported back in time, to Woodstock, ‘Ban the bomb.’
For we were new-age hippies, me and your Grandmom.
Our Volkswagen camper with its lift-up lid
Under multi-coloured blankets every night we slid
Make Love not war, the slogan of our youth
And telephones were all, in little square red booths.
No mobiles, texts or emails. No #Hashtags or twitter
Life was simple then… No microwave transmitters
No ADHD, no spectrums silly scales
And no inhalers, all irrelevant now… however, truthful these details.
What did I do when I was your age?
How long have you got? It covers many a page.
Of all the things I did and all the things I’ve done
The best moment indeed, was the day your mum met my son.
Always remember this Emelia, my dear…
“We are stardust; we are golden,
we are billion-year-old carbon”,
Now let us play awhile, dear child.
Dance together, and make daisy chains in the garden.