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Tribute To Youth And The Days Imagination and Boyhood Dreams,
Poem One- Inspired by my own youth, also by Mark Twain's,
books, "Tom Sawyer" and his, " Adventures of Huckleberry Finn "...

To thee of beaming sun, virgin red clay
blessedly gifted, born in month of May
star of tender heart, rambunctious fires
free spirited and full of youth's desires
warrior of daily childhood revelry
with a small bit of foolish devilry
racing as a wild mustang in a race
not yet acquainted with calm, style and grace
living life as daring mischievous lad
with innocent dreams as we all once had.

Imbued with brave knight's soul and gallantries
set about by monsters of raging seas
wading through brambles, forests looming dark
boy willing to die young to make a mark
ever glad that boring manhood must wait
oft victim of accursed human Fate
conqueror of great battles, mammoth hills
days and nights with buckets of joyous thrills
living life as daring mischievous lad
innocent dreams as we boys all once had.

Bound in chains of sad months of heart break school
kept from those great cool and clear flowing pools
locked in rooms, to learn writing, art and math
so far from well worn forays and true paths
yearning to grow to huge savage beasts slay
heroes of Olympic games, Shakespeare plays
a Hercules, Goliath slayer too
flying eager skies in a spaceship new
living life as daring mischievous lad
innocent dreams as we boys all once had.

Born of strength and Zeus-like given powers
vigilant as fighters of any hours
as captains on voyages through raging seas
there with Ox and Paul Bunyan chopping trees
or winning hard fought battles, standing tall
to enter Valhalla's long golden halls
long nights drinking gallons of honey mead
not worrying on death or wounds that bleed
living life as daring mischievous lad
innocent dreams as we boys all once had.

Laughing, living as only boys can do
running as barefoot heroes without shoes
finding ravishing thoughts of pretty girls
jumping into lakes of romantic swirls
keen to not seek manhood at any cost
for so well seen what treasures would be lost
praying that youthful days would never end
fearing such change and what future portends
living life as daring mischievous lad
innocent dreams as we boys all once had.

To thee of beaming sun, virgin red clay
blessedly gifted, born in month of May
star of tender heart, rambunctious fires
free spirited and full of youth's desires
warrior of daily childhood revelry
with a small bit of foolish devilry
racing as a wild mustang in a race
not yet acquainted with calm, style and grace
living life as daring mischievous lad
with innocent dreams as we all once had.

R.J. Lindley, May 10th, 1978
Rhyme, ( The Years Of Youthful Vigor And Mysteries To Be Solved )
Edited and Presented - 7-17-2020
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