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Where Has The Young Boy Gone

Where has the young boy gone,
Oh, where has the young boy gone?

The one who played
So quietly with his toys,
But who was capable of making
Such a terrible noise,
The one who climbed 
The old gnarled beech tree,
And claimed to be ruler
Of all he could see,
The one who played with his puppy,
Held it so tenderly while it slept,
The one who ran through the meadow
And across the stream leapt,
The one I read stories to,
While he was tucked-up in his bed,
The one I nursed when he was ill
And I cared for and fed.
 
Time has passed and time has flown,
And the young boy has long since grown,
The young boy has long since grown,
And now has a young boy - all of his own …
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Calasibetta Avatar
May 15, 2022 at 12:23 PM
Dear Clive, chills are running through me~your poem is so touching. Opens my recollections of my own son, now a man~where has the time gone? I wrote a poem “A Boy Remembers”, about my son and his Tree house, reflecting as you have on those days long ago. :)Paulette
Blake Avatar
May 16, 2022 at 1:28 AM
Dear Paulette, thank you for your comments, I have now read your ' A Boy Remembered' poem. It is a great poem ~ Clive :)
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