Sunday, February 24, 2008

The Little Boy That Lived Down The Lane



Gone the adventures of Little Bear, and Dr. Seuss


Gone with Old Mother Hubbard, and Mother Goose


Gone the question "Who has seen the Wind?"


There is no one left to wonder, or ask it again





Gone is the road that led to St. Ives


Alice in Wonderland, the Cheshire's Cat's smile


All that lingers is the sound of the rain


For gone is The Little Boy that lived in the lane





Gone are Pooh, and Piglet, and Kanga, and Roo


Little Tommy Tucker,Little Boy Blue


No Cat and the fiddle? God what a shame


Gone the Little Boy that lived down the lane





Like the Outlaw, Being crazy is all that keeps me sane


When it comes to the Little Boy that lived down the lane








(For Michael and the memory of his wonderful childhood which didn't last nearly long enough. Your best is yet to come.)

2 comments:

Catie said...

Thanks for the comment on my blog. I really like this poem... it's so easy to forget all the small things in childhood that once made us so happy.

kimberly said...

Thanks,this a very personal poem.