Clacton, Nineteen Sixty Four
Sawdust Caesars, all-out war
Fifty four years since those days
Bones now creak in many ways.

Pierre Cardin and Levi jeans
The Twisted Wheel by any means
Rowntrees, Sunday morning low
Thumb back home, work to go.

Music all had soulful sound
Many now lie in the ground
Wouldn’t have missed a single day
Dancing every night away.

Otis concert, ten-bob note
Angry words back then I wrote
San Remo Strings, brilliant style
Still today, memories, smile.

©Joe Wilson – Youth…2018