Soccer I played and girls all around,
were skipping or kicking a stone.
Kicking it into the field they had set,
with chalk lines or lines of some coal.
An invasion of Mars and the entire world
was listening on tube radio.
Today it is normal we fly everywhere
To places we wanted to go.
Time that has passed, but will never be gone,
Is there in our mind to remember.
The era we’re in, made so much to learn,
even might later stop in December.
The clock of the Maya’s is ticking ahead,
I hope that we’re ready in time.
But remember the words, such I always have written,
crossed all to myself… in my mind.
Aqua1955
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Sandra McClure 05 May 2012
Excellent AquaJoan Wulff 02 May 2012
I really love this one in color!Françoise Dénéréaz 01 May 2012
What a fantastic image Ben ! I love both version with a small preference for the one in color and superb words too. Very creative work !!lillianhibiscus 01 May 2012
Splendid work.Sigridur Bachmann 01 May 2012
This is a fascinating, and so very beautiful art of work ! Love the colors !