Banks of the Wabash

Banks of the Wabash

A Poem by BLBrown

There is a peacefulness that can only be found in youth,
where lies unbounded joy and childish bravado
before life has had its turn at taking no prisoners,
streaming plentiful its temptation of ruinous courses
when long days fed into weeping unending nights,
and loneliness is well known and has been named

Whence we children invented new worlds by the riverside,
where cool crystal waters sparkled under the blazing sun
beneath the tall oak tree, the clouds dancing to a cobalt sky
as sea grasses sprung forth, a testament to beauty in brown
and I laughed in abandon with my rambunctious siblings,
with high flying kites, that little red wagon, sweet little lives

It is in  times of darkness, how those memories do await
where innocence was an ever present gift to be savored
and I was bequeathed a mother’s unconditional love
for now, when I feel that ever encroaching loneliness
I think of that peaceful time on the banks of the Wabash
when kites flew high and free, as did our joy and peace

© 2012 BLBrown

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Added on September 18, 2012
Last Updated on September 18, 2012




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