Contest Entry Decade Dash January 2017
We know the woman had her faults
She sang the old Tennessee Waltz
Oh how heart breaking it must be
To see the things she had to see.
Cigarettes rolled up in sleeves
Chevy’s racing on the summer’s eves
High school sweaters around one’s neck
Getting slapped for just a peck.
Old Glory waving in the squares
The Ten Commandments on the stairs
The DJ spinning forty-fives
Everybody helping the other lives.
Doors were never locked back then
Oh if it were those days again!
14 lines eight syllables each no iambic meter intended