"I DREAMED I WAS A CHILD"

  There was a place, there was a child, was It real, why 
  Was he crying?

  A street, a neighborhood, a school where laughter lived, 
  Clowns on a wall.

  Duck, duck, goose and a circle of friends,' round and 
   Round, They ran,

  A boy named grover, swingsets and a dream, I walk 
  There It seems.

  A small boy, lonely In his thoughts, a dreamer of things
  Not To be thought,

  Monsters under the bed, who peeks In his window, above 
  His Frightened head.

  I dreamed I was a child but who Is It to be, a fathers' 
  Son From yesterday,

  A child trapped In a place that does not let go, cartoons 
  And Sounds of planes.

  Reality was but a moment, childhood Innocence and 
  Magic Slips away,

  Where were you little girl when my October drifted Into 

  Imagination and Icecream trucks playing musical tunes 
  For a dime,

  Warm Summer days lost In a mans' child dreaming eyes.

  It rests In cobwebs, It quietly waits for my return,

  A place hidden from my mind, It watches, It knows what I 
  Have seen.
                                            Keith Garrett 

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