Second Childhood Poems - Poems about Second Childhood

This epitaph— the grave beats with silence betweeen the lines, signature of me be read Now a second childhood's play— for heaven was created before death....

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I am a child again I know no loss or gain Oft oblivious of pain Till I conscious regain. Do I wake or sleep, I see the stars weep As they crackers peep, Am I awake or asleep? I giggle and lauugh at the sight Of rockets of music Fountains bright Alzmiers benumbs my plight Yet I have...

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When I go for a morning walk, For I found myself fresh & smooth, In case I’m in an attitude to talk I’ll pick away a youth. I'd ideally chat with a youngster Of an energetic age Than to chat in the high-sanctuary class With a school’s sage. I’d love the scramble of extravagant hand...

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Hold the trod, limit the space The offspring's of Tuareg Cowhead cut my heels The breaks on the hind been slammed I break to a halt, he breaks to a sprint Wagere, if you skip by the race Render it bare to Takuruku's mind His piteous lead, leads me to a lid Layed on my coffin though a living corpse His wanton waste...

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befuddled bewildered, memory muddled; perplexed then puzzled as clarity contracts and cataracts...

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Marriage is like your childhood And learning to tie your shoe Your wife is like your mother Telling you what to do She picks out your clothes every day And says when you can watch tv She even buys your underwear How embarrassing this can be She makes you eat your vegetables Even those nasty peas You try to feed them to the dog And...

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