The Daily post prompt today is 🔜 song 🔚 press it to read loads of wonderful entries or to participate.
I heard the beat the boom of the base
I could visualise the look on her face
the moody frown the smoldering pout
as she mouthed the words as if in shout.
The song she thought had been new
was done long before my baby grew.
A new band covered the tune
The one I hear pump out her room.
I sit on the stairs transported back
to Marc Bolan singing the track
my hand reaches for the curl of my perm
The platforms that made mum squirm.
Bright shaddow, the blush on my face
the sulky look off into space
The frills on my sleeves
The stars in my eyes.
hopes and dreams
the forgotten lies.
I jump up as she opens the door
silent now , clothes on the floor
she wears a badge of girls of her time
her in Dm’s… me in mine.
Our lives so close
A mirror of me
back in the day
when we were free.
I hope you enjoyed the video clip nostalgia plays such a big part in everyones lives.
Do you have a song that whips you back? Leave a comment and once I climb off my shoes Ill get right back.