I remember my childhood
When all things are bright and good.
By the river I just sat
For pleasures I really want.
The children laughing, the children playing,
The people bright and gay.
Beside the river I enjoy looking,
So I pass there day by day.
But alas! I have grown to do
Some things that are new.
Where is the river that I cherish
And the joy that I still wish?
I understand what I must do
From childhood to being anew.
By the river, I can think of it
To have the joys for just a little bit.
*My first – and only surviving – poem from my childhood days, dated November 24, 1992
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