we had it made didn't we Tate! our generation (i fear) was the last to find the innocence shared in our growing up ... when stealing apples from a neighbors tree was a worse of crimes ... sneaking a smoke behind the barn or a beer out in the thicket ... golden times when guys settled things after school with fists and that was that..when it ended (usually less than 5 min.) it was over and we all walked away friends ... how i also wish those kinds of memories for my grandchildren now ..thank the good Lord my children made it to adulthood and are contributing to life ... but they have their own memories i am not privy to ;) wonderful poem as always...full of wisdom, rhyme and rhythm!
E.
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6 Years Ago
Thank you Gene. Yes how true every word every word. Life had both value and meaning. We are a produc.. read moreThank you Gene. Yes how true every word every word. Life had both value and meaning. We are a product of where we came from. I wad proud to be American then not so much now
6 Years Ago
sadly ...i know :( our days now are tumultuous to say the least ..but i think we will work it out .... read moresadly ...i know :( our days now are tumultuous to say the least ..but i think we will work it out ... its just difficult to accept the changing scenes ... and kind of scary too ... love ya bro! ;)
Your ABAB is really beginning to sober up, I've never seen such quality poems with such simple rhyme schemes and words. You've covered all the things a man has to come through in his childhood. Reminded me of 'Childhood' by MJ :) I really feel like posting the lyrics here.. Pardon me if you don't like it. You can delete my comment then.
"Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for the world that I come from
'Cause I've been looking around
In the lost and found of my heart...
No one understands me
They view it as such strange eccentricities...
'Cause I keep kidding around
Like a child, but pardon me...
People say I'm not okay
'Cause I love such elementary things...
It's been my fate to compensate,
for the ChildhoodI've never known...
Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for that wonder in my youth
Like pirates and adventurous dreams,
Of conquest and kings on the throne...
Before you judge me, try hard to love me,
Look within your heart then ask,
Have you seen my Childhood?
People say I'm strange that way
'Cause I love such elementary things,
It's been my fate to compensate,
For the Childhood I've never known...
Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for that wonder in my youth
Like fantastical stories to share
The dreams I would dare, watch me fly...
Before you judge me, try hard to love me.
The painful youth I've had
I think its great you are close to your son Tate, love, thats a good thing! :)
Your poetry is really moving for this reason when you have the theme of childhood, a beautifully written poem love that moves!
xx
A father's love to his son is one of the greatest things in the world. It shows that the father is truly doing everything he can to give his son a near-perfect childhood.
You are a wise man. I didn't know my father. He was always in trouble. Later in life I went on many fishing trips with him. He fought in two wars and never could heal. We became great friends. I follow his food-steps and try to understand his life. My father taught me to spend time with my children. Give them a safe home. I like the story. I'm a Michigan man and proud of my heritage also. A very good story. A wise man knows what is good in a life.
Coyote
I enjoyed reading this. It shows what a father wants for his son. That he wants him to enjoy life like he has. It was fun to read and can't wait to read more!
Another great poem. It really shows how much a father wants to give to his son. Creating memories that will last a lifetime and while they are priceless they are the best gifts imaginable. Nicley done.
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