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
