Good ol' days...A life behind bars

The 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

Reviews

[Jimmy Yetts]

Those "Good ol' days" nearly killed me; spent much of my youth in front of bars and gathering scars.
Last two stanzas sum it up rather nicely.
Enjoyed the read, B!

[BBP]

The memories were worth the near death I'm sure! ;)
Everyone says they were'simpler' days but days are days when youre living in em, they were just as hard for the times, if not harder. It was just a more pure time and that's what the allures about, right?

Thanks for the read and glad you enjoyed it.

[Jimmy Yetts]

Yes, from this vantage point, they certainly do seem like purer days.
Thank you, for stirring some very pleasant reverie!

[BBP]

Glad I could! :)