1972

I dreamed I took my grandchildren back to a world that I once knew

I wanted them to see all the changes that have occurred since 1972.

Time travel, according to Einstein, was a concept of possibility

and arguably not just a product of grandmother's latent senility.

As the clanking, sputtering, and spinning of the machine did halt,

These youthful adults, frightened yet amazed, out the door did vault.

People they saw, dressed in tie-dyes, paisleys, and bell-bottomed slacks

made of polyester. Skirts were very short and they listened to "8 tracks."

The colors they wore were vibrant pinks, oranges, and all the hues of blues

and their feet made them laugh a bit...they were clogs & platform shoes!

Music was the part they liked best. Disco, Pink Floyd, Al Green, & Elton.

Oh, and some teens had peace signs on around their neck and buckled on.

Time went a little slower there and no signs of phones in hands to hold

But they saw where "their world today" had begun to shape and mold!

I played for them, John Lennon's song, Imagine. I thought it appropriate.

As we settled in to go back "home," they silently, thoughtfully did sit...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

On the other hand...where are we going???

This poem is for Tim Carmichael's Unofficial Challenge...thank you for the inspiration, Tim!