In 1961 I asked my dad, <br />Papi, when will 1961 come back? <br />He said'Juanito, please don't feel bad, <br />But 1961 won't ever come back.' <br /> <br />In 1961 I was eight years old. <br />I didn't know it at the time, <br />That only twelve more years, I'd hold, <br />That aging father of mine.<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/1961/
