Nineteen sixty two is when my life began,

Born in the Winter in a snowy Eastern land.

Amesbury, Massachusetts so far from where i am,

The past comes to visit me, memories of a man.

A mother, a father, one still lives on,

Father of a child went away while i was young.

I think of a home, a place in the snow,

Icicles hanging from the roof, a snowman standing tall.

Batman, on a small bike i did ride,

Snow covered branches, lightening in the sky.

Building blocks of many shapes and colors,

A monsters head rests on my dresser, Herman was his name.

Names i remember, where are they now,

A best friend by th e name of Proventure, Donnie it was you.

Bonnie was his sister, Hamilton’s I recall,

Two brothers, Johnny and Jimmy, a sister i now know.

A hill by the name of poe or pole, a dream in the snow,

Grapes on the vines, tree branches below,

My hometown of Amesbury, so long ago.

Keith Garrett