Tim Bovee


Childhood Memories Sung To The Tune Of Shawnee West Franklin Bison Blues - Poem by Tim Bovee

Some people have a childhood garden
Filled with green and growing things
Some people have a childhood garden
Filled with purple peonies
Mine is sere
Throughout the year
Nothing grows here

Some people have a childhood rainbow
A sea of colors all aglow
Some people have a childhood rainbow
Red to violet in a row
Mine is gray
Bow of clay
Without a ray

Some people have a childhood temple
Covered with a million treasured dreams
Some people have a childhood temple
A sunny Wat of Gods and kings
Mine is plain
Squats in the rain
Functional 'n sane

Where childhood memories abound
Life flows vividly around
Where childhood memories have fled
Hearts lie dead


Comments about Childhood Memories Sung To The Tune Of Shawnee West Franklin Bison Blues by Tim Bovee

  • Gold Star - 29,399 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (5/26/2014 1:22:00 AM)

    The best and interesting period of the life no doubt the childhood. Writing a poem about childhood is very interesting and this one is beautiful. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 6 Points Dawn Fuzan (5/13/2014 5:15:00 PM)

    Tim This is a good poem, keep it up (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,934 Points Leah Ayliffe (7/24/2008 3:29:00 PM)

    Good poem
    i had an amazing childhood though,
    and that made it so much harder to enter reality (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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