Class of 89

I grew up in the eighties that’s where I spent my teens We saw the end of the bell bottoms and ushered in the acid wash jeans I remember big hair and rock bands Friday night parties with all of my friends Drag racing after school and hoping it would never end I remember being young my first awkward night with a girl I knew I’d had too much to drink but I still had to give it a whirl I’ll never forget that feeling our special group on graduation day Those faces I would never see again and setting out to make our own way August 5,2020 Strand Completely New (17), Any Form, Any theme Poetry Contest Sponsor: Brian Strand