Do you remember Glastonbury

Do you remember that year Mum

The year I decided I was getting too old Mum

The year the Mud came too

I remember that year Mum do you ?

 

Yes it took ages to dry the tent a week or more

I made you strip before you set foot inside the door

I never salvaged those jeans son they were too far gone!

But you had fun son!

 

Do you remember that year I went over the wall Mum

We all had to help each other,  that guy after me was huge Mum

It was awesome in all that crowed I found my mates

We had a great year that time we toured the hippy tents

 

Yes I remember your arm the bruises son

That guy must of been heavy  but you helped him up and over that fence son

I worried about you hitch hiking all that way on you own

You were so full of it , the music your mates , the booze I was glad when you got home!

 

Do you remember the other year I said I was getting too old Mum

I did not want my car stuck in the mud again and I didn’t fancy sleeping rough in a tent Mum

A decent flight somewhere hot , I might still do the Isle of White though

But Glastonbury was getting to big and commercial and  t0o many kids seem to go!

 

Yes I remember that day son

It made me feel old son

You  where a really grown up man after all those years

Yup I admit I shed  a few tears !

6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. penpusherpen
    Jun 29, 2013 @ 15:21:23

    tears of emotion, looking at sweet and sour memories past Sweet Willow, Mums and their sons eh? soft hugs aplenty. xxPenxx

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  2. gingerweir
    Jun 29, 2013 @ 16:04:13

    Just brought a lump to my throat, Willers.

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    • willowdot21
      Jun 29, 2013 @ 16:57:58

      And I thought you were just pleased to see me! 😉 Seriously I was thinking how differently we see things , we mums worry about our “babies” even when they are men… and they remember things from one side while we remember it all so differently! Memories they get us all in the end. Keep well boss!! xxxxxx

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  3. simon7banks
    Jul 09, 2013 @ 09:54:21

    The repetition really works here. As with the best ballads and songs, it seems the same but really helps move the action along too.

    Reply

    • willowdot21
      Jul 09, 2013 @ 12:34:34

      I like that you see this a a ballad, I based it on the two sides of a conversation I had with my eldest son when he decided he was not going to the Glastonbury festival again. How we both saw different sides to the same story. !!

      Reply

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