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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=364383" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Summer of Sixty Eight</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It wasn’t the summer of 69<br>It was the summer of 68<br>A levels<br>Leaving school<br>Suddenly the map of life changed<br>School bullies puffed up on hormonal bravado<br>Were now like amateur men<br>John Marshall<br>A school bully<br>Who, strangely, I got on with<br>Me with my sticky out ears and buck teeth and skinniness<br>Him with that rascal look<br>Him who’d got two B’s<br>And me with my 4 A’s<br>Summer<br>Hot – at least for England.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We’d all got our results<br>No more school uniform<br>Eighteen<br>But still sitting near the kids’ playground<br>At ‘the Marsh’<br>We’d grown up there<br>Been kids there<br>And now the great divide would come<br>Me – university to study maths<br>Him – he had no idea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forty years later<br>Him – a mental health nurse in Leeds<br>Me - a mental health patient in Gosford<br>What happened to that divide? <br>To that parting of the ways? <br>Had we just taken different paths<br>But followed the same journey<br>Though to different destinations? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun’s now shining in Australia<br>But it’s wet and cold in Leeds<br>I think he may be happier<br>For not wanting to succeed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Keig">David Keig</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=364383" data-title="The Summer of Sixty Eight de David Keig" data-description="It wasn’t the summer of 69 It was the summer of 68 A levels Leaving school Suddenly the map of life changed School bullies puffed up on hormonal bravado Were now like amateur men John Marshall A school bully Who, strangely, I got on with Me with..."></div> </div> </div>
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