Some people have a childhood garden <br />Filled with green and growing things <br />Some people have a childhood garden <br />Filled with purple peonies <br />Mine is sere <br />Throughout the year <br />Nothing grows here <br /> <br />Some people have a childhood rainbow <br />A sea of colors all aglow <br />Some people have a childhood rainbow <br />Red to violet in a row <br />Mine is gray <br />Bow of clay <br />Without a ray <br /> <br />Some people have a childhood temple <br />Covered with a million treasured dreams <br />Some people have a childhood temple <br />A sunny Wat of Gods and kings <br />Mine is plain <br />Squats in the rain <br />Functional 'n sane <br /> <br />Where childhood memories abound <br />Life flows vividly around <br />Where childhood memories have fled <br />Hearts lie dead<br /><br />Tim Bovee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/childhood-memories-sung-to-the-tune-of-shawnee-w/
