Jim Franckum

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

Topic(s) of this poem: astronomy , nostalgia

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This was a song I wrote about fond memories of working at a BSA summer camp. The camp was located on the middle fork of the Tuolumne River in the Sierra Nevada mountains.

Comments about Tuolumne Summer by Jim Franckum

  • Kim Barney (11/28/2016 12:22:00 AM)

    This poem brings back fond memories of BSA trips I took when I was a kid. We had no official BSA camps to attend, so we just all got on horses and rode up into the mountains with our scoutmaster.
    We would dig our own latrines, set up tents, cook our own food, and have a great time learning about the flora and fauna of our mountains.
    Thanks for the memories!
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 3, 2015

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