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, lightning 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 the 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.