My Generation Poem by Richard Wlodarski
My Generation
We are...
The children of Dylan
Following the wind
To the tambourine man
We are...
The children of Donovan
Of Sunshine Superman
And the Hurdy Gurdy Man
We are...
The children of Janis
Wondering what went amiss
In all that is loneliness
We are...
The children of Jimi
Hearing The Wind Cries Mary
Leading us to Foxy Lady
We are...
The children of the one and lonely Elvis Presley
Living in ongoing agony and misery
Of Heartbreak Hotel...forever dying to be free...
We are...
The children of The Beatles - John Paul George Ringo
Imagine...Yesterday...Tomorrow Never Knows...
Act Naturally... Beyond Sixty-four...
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8/26/2025 7:05:24 AM # 1.0.0
Wonderful tribute to music and bands and singers. Oh! That age! Beatles, Boney M, … Elvis, Bob Dylan ….. such nostalgic
It was such a great time! I still wear my Beatles t-shirts. And you wouldn't believe how many people want to buy them!