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 the window above
His frightened head.
I dreamed I was a child but who is I be, a fathers son
From yesterday,
A child trapped in a place that does not let go, cartoons,
And the sound of planes.
Reality was but a moment, childhood innocence, and
Magic slip away,
Where were you little girl when my October drifted into
Eternity.
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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