It was a helluva year
Full of teen misery and angst
Full of the wonder of young love
Full of you
It was a helluva year
Full of social unrest
Full of heartache and sorrow
Full of news
It was a helluva year
Like the many gone before
Like the many yet to come
Like none we’ve ever seen
They say if you remember
The years
You didn’t live through them
I remember . . .
The year JFK died
The year Martin died
The year RFK died
The years of racial unrest
The day we met
The day we parted – came together again
The day we married – became parents
The day my mother died
In the year 2525 was a song
Full of dark sadness
No joy
I choose joy
I choose love
I choose the year
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The Trifecta Challenge this week is to writer 33-333 words using the word YEAR in its third definition:
3 : a calendar year specified usually by a number
Good! SO many to remember…or wonder about…you nailed it!
Wow, a lot said in a quick poem. (: I love it!
My thoughts went to the same song when I read the prompt. Good job hitting it perfectly!
This covers a lot of ground, a lot of memories and a lot of emotion. Well said.
Nice poem, and lots of memories. I haven’t heard the song, but I like the poem still 🙂
if you can’t remember the years, you must not have done much! but so much to remember! the song was a perfect reference. and the end cinched it. well done.
I remember hearing the song “In the year 2525…. will man still be alive…” in the 70’s.
A year, a decade of upheaval both personal and political. Nice work.
So much turbulence; an interesting look back.
This could be lyrics to your own song, with a much happier ending.
I love the simplicity of this–and then the sudden depth of it.