By John Delaney
Gradually, the rock bands of the Sixties
announce their final concert tours
as their members turn wistful and eighty.
They try to salvage that early glory
one more time for us, the loyal fans
who have followed their tabloid story
and will pay anything to see them perform
the music that we carry in our heads.
I’m reminded of the little girl
I saw holding her mommy’s hand
in the local grocery’s produce aisle.
She turned to look at me, then smiled and waved,
as they retreated into the store.
She’d already begun her farewell tour.
Copyright Delaney 2023