olde daysA Poem by David McNeeley
I remember the days
I remember the ways That now seems to me a maze How sad that should end that phase Why is the past gone? Like a memory of when time had just dawned And for another's love I never longed When I didn't question whether or not existed the fawn My memories Just summaries Of my faint peaceful rememberings Without my minds incessant awful tremorings When what was good and bad Was not thought but in our hands already had Whether or not it was love did not plague a lad Didn't care when came out a new fad Fall into childhood again Call in sick just to play with my new plane Or for a day away from school measles I'd feign Wish to touch the tigers chin and stroke the lion's mane Where is the love my dear? It's in the child's eyes filled with fear When they pull to their mother near Or proudly declare they want a root beer Such silliness and fancy insanity Are we free from such silly simple humanity? Forget our bodies and put away the mirror of vanity But every line has to rhyme fluently Why is it gone? Like yesterdays song But not for long Fading in and out at times whether right or wrong So children play as long as you can And boys wait as long as you can Before you become a man And in that day on maturities leg you stand But enjoy it is what I mean And see all that is to be seen While you're a child and unseen Then you'll have something worth a bean When you're old and mean © 2014 David McNeeley |
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Added on July 2, 2014 Last Updated on July 2, 2014 AuthorDavid McNeeleyTucson, AZAboutI started writing around Middle School, right about the time I started noticing girls, but as time has progressed I feel my writing has flowed into other areas as well. I wish to hear Feedback on my w.. more..Writing
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