Childhood Shared Happiness

“Childhood Shared Happiness”

Catching a stone as it is thrown I am following a road that is done
And old hair is falling at my sides I am not so old anymore
Hansel and Gretel falling down the hill why can’t the baseball
Fall in a glove so snugly so snugly…. Popcorn munched in a movie theatre
Wheels squeaking on mother’s bike, baby behind crying,
Ferris wheel turning, wheel of fortune spinning, heart’s beating
On the operating table and clock ticking.
Cashier trying to open the register and the burglar anticipating
The money with his gun pointed at her head.
Candy trails from Hansel and Gretel, all the way
To the convenience store where the person
Lies in wait for the police to come.
And the baby waits to grow up, so she can petal, and
Operate on the operating table, and watch
The clock tick, someday, to tell a tale
Of Hansel and Gretel, or watch me grow old with
My grey hair blowing in the wind, watching me
Wither away with my cane on the mountain, with
My horse beneath my body.
But the clock ticks and the years spin, and the
Children grow up, and the hearts fail, and I cut my hair,
And kick the horse to go, to run, to run,
So the sun rises, and I see a heart beating
In the sunrise, that is the surprise, of
Eternal life, in the smile, of a childhood shared happiness.