Summer 1962 'the Time Of His Life' Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Summer 1962 'the Time Of His Life'
A twelve year old boy
stands covered in ‘mud'
What the plasterers call
cement
His Grandfather came
and offered a job
For each hour,
he'd pay fifty cents
The buckets were heavy,
the scaffolding high
As he kept those mortar boards
full
And at the end of that summer,
more man than a boy
With new confidence
—his future to cull
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2018)
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