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)