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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A Simpler Time 1961 ~ 1968 _____________ As sheriff chasin’ on the run I shot at outlaw and injun with my colt Pony Boy cap gun my badge pinned to my chest. When a neighbour I’d hear and see climbin’ up a silk cotton tree bawlin’ “jack spanias bitin’ me!” swarmin’ around the nest He ran into my fender guard as the wheels spun a loud spoke card ridin’ my bike in Nanan’s yard and soon his knee did gape. So I pullin’ its string in flight flew instead my prized Batman kite and watched it fly at a great height in my Bat mask and cape In floodin’ storm canals we’d lay racin’ popsicle sticks all day then crawl under the house to play where we’d forbidden sneak. Or leapin’ in a mighty bound but not makin’ a ghostly sound hidden somewhere I can’t be found playin’ hide and go seek On the battlefield that I led my toy soldiers killed Nazis dead along with every Jap and Red till tender age of eight. Silks and riders I’ll not forget when my brother and I would bet on our hand-wound horse racin’ set windin’ up the home straight The girls all arms and legs pumpin’ played hopscotch and skip rope jumpin’ as the boys were crazy bumpin’ crashin’ my pedal car. But we kids did roam and skylark till in the far distance we’d hark Monica callin’ in the dark “come, wherever you are!” I cheered as a wicket would fall heroes over The Oval wall like Carew, Sobers, Lloyd, and Hall from grandad’s house upstairs. But my greatest heroes bar none whom I love and whom I champion gave me dear life and called me son all through their livin’ years Written: May 1996
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