I remember your silver retro tree
sitting on your desk,
the ornaments of blue reflecting
years past of the-other-day.
I smile to remember our verbal
folly of the tacky tree
You would reply, it is the best,
and I would smile, and say ok.
The truth is, it was the best.
Memories of drive-in movies
and sock hops reflected in the light
of the mulit-color turning wheel.
I remember your silver tree,
your jolly laugh of folly and doo-wop.
Jokes of the past being the best of all.
I now remember, smile, and miss you.
Copyrighted: 2017 CMM
RIP Prof. Doo-wop (2012)
