When love rolled a generation.

When love rolled a generation.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

When love rolled a generation.
There was a time,
a generation or two ago;
when rolling hills of flowers adored
were picked and offered as sharing,
when the world did shine
through music shared
on the sounds of Kama Sutra.
Everyone was born 
to love one another, 
when love was all you needed.
Peace was the " New World", 
gone wild".
A generation ago
love was free,
now its a costly exercise.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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yes, it is different now...
much different...

being from the sixties...i can surely appreciate this poem.

Posted 7 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

7 Years Ago

I missed out unfortunately Jacob, damn shame but the late seventies and eighties were good fun. but .. read more

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