transistor radio

Listening to songs of old
The songs of past
Time holding that transistor
Radio in hand
Before the day of headphones
Sharing that monotone vision
Making where you stood
The best receptacle
To the land
You felt freedom
You felt hope
I felt joy
In all that you spoke
With one little song
The world was spared
If only for a moment
If only for the time
I was listening
To the best side around
Watching it spin on the player
That magical phonograph
Miles away
I danced
As we all danced
In our heads
And with our feet
 Dancing to the sounds
 Of the 60s

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