A STORY I DO TELL

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I come from a long time ago in a place, at a time, a time of snow,

Far back in the East where the cold wind blows.

I was born in a town, a memory of a dream sometimes Imagined,

A time in my life as real as this is my today fore that was this boys yesterday.

Only a child in a world far, far from here across the sky, through the years,

Playing with children, these friends whom owned names back in a day.

Amesbury, Massachusetts a land where i was made to exist, where i began,

Holds in my thoughts my long lost magical wonderland.

I have brothers of two and sisters that equal that of four in this time of ours,

A mother thought by me of never getting older.

My father whom i once sat on his lap as a small boy so many clock ticks ago,

Lives no more in my world, but exists in heaven above, and visits me in my thoughts.

Seven years old sometimes i find my way back to on Halloween night,

Nineteen sixty nine my dad at such a young age came home no more.

I think perhaps Keith that little boy also died back there once upon a time,

But now he’s come to join a different version of himself, Keith the man.

Together they will both live until they go back to before their beginning,

Up where dad is watching down on them as they live and play.

I just wanted you to know who i am, my name is Keith.

13 thoughts on “A STORY I DO TELL”

  1. I love this straight from the heart poem! Wonderful poetry in the words ‘friends who owned names back in the day’, ‘so many clock ticks ago’, ‘now he’s come to join a different version of himself’. Thank you Keith.

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  8. Passages. Milestones. Interesting how you describe a coming of age More like a death than a rebirth. My dad too has passed, so I can relate. My daughters are grown. Very relatable. Hooked me with what sounded like a couplet at the beginning.
    janice

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