Class Of '57

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Class Of '57

I want to go back to heaven,
My high school class of ‘57,
I’m tired of work and feeling old
I miss fun times and rock ‘in roll.

That time of rhythm and blues
Poodle skirts and suede shoes
When daydreams easily set sail,
I miss that sweetie in a ponytail.

Boys turning up collars on coats
Hamburgers and root-beer floats,
Giggling girls in sweaters tight,
Late night swims by moonlight.

I miss those little bouts with Dad,
Begging for money he never had
To take my sweetheart on a date
And pleading to stay out late.

Coming home from a drive-in show
Always parking where lovers go,
Listening to the radios latest hits
Then home before Dad threw a fit.

Secret meets in the halls of school
Breaking the teachers rigid rules,
Sitting in class trying to look smart
As I write my gal’s name in a heart.

High school bands and ball games,
Boys on the bus sharing girls names,
Cute cheer leaders and school dances
Young lovers and short romances.

Precious memories flood my mind
If I could only go back in time,
Back to what I recall as heaven,
My old high school class of ‘57.

©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 03-28-04

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