Walking Through Time (Part Two)

The next instant found myself soaking wet. We were all swinging naked from a rope That hung from a trestle. I’ll not forget The first time I let go of the towrope. Plunging into the fast current river That swept me downstream, desperately Fighting the fast water that delivered Me to shore, embarrassed and with skinned knees. If mom sees these bloodied knees, I’m dead meat. I could say it happen playing baseball Yea! Playing in the middle of the street But will she believe catching a ground ball? Why don’t I tell her the actual truth? No way! That might just cost me a front tooth. I sensed my mind was tiring. The present Was emerging as quickly as the past Disappeared. I’m myself again. This meant A lot to me. Too bad it didn’t last.