Good ol' days...A life behind barsA Poem by BBPThe good ol' days..... When souls were lighter When the sun shined brighter Van Morrison floating on the air waves Creedence giving a voice to the red,white and brave Bikers in denim vests Doin' their worst and givin' their best Sleeping under open skies Filled with smoke and lit by stars Highway wind showing the way, to finding freedom behind bars Chasing sunsets, Chasing glory, Now, only old photographs can tell the story.......... Of the good ol' days ..... That the OG's miss and the young guns crave
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Added on October 27, 2017Last Updated on October 27, 2017 AuthorBBPCAAboutBy day I am a nine to fiver to pay the bills. I am a full time daydreamer and I need to be creative to keep my sanity. Writing, pinstriping, sketching, whatever I can let my artistic aggression .. more..Writing
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