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POEM: when our grandparents were young


when our grandparents were young
(for T.B.)

everybody took ballroom dancing lessons
or learned to play the accordion
they kissed under lampposts on street corners
had midnight burgers and milkshakes
there was a Crystal Palace in most towns
the bands would fill it when they played there
somehow all the fedoras stayed on in the wind
and you could still be a sex symbol
even if you played the clarinet
I wouldn’t go back there permanently
but I sure would like to take a trip there with you
see if we can spot our grandparents dancing
then dance beside them, silently, knowing

11 June 2013
Auburn, AL

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That’s my grandpa in the center of the top row.

Published in Auburn Family Jazz Music My poems Poem-A-Day 2013 Poetry


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