Tuolumne Summer Poem by Jim Franckum

It was a simple time of life
Sierra trails devoid of strife
I was a young man on the go
Where the Tuolumne did flow

Hitch your wagon to a star
Young men’s dreams can reach that far
Feel the mountain breezes blow
Where the Tuolumne would flow

Summer sun would never end
The nighttime stars were my best friends
Neath the Milky Way’s bright glow
Near Tuolumne’s clear flow

Times have passed, I’ve seen some change
City streets polluted rains
Memories still let me go
Where the Tuolumne did flow