My Life's Childhood

by QC Poet

My Life as a kid was Good and Bad,
Many Happy times Amongst the Sad!
But Today I a m Grateful for them Both!
Even Today I'm Working to Keep my Mother's Oath!
My Father died Suddenly, My Mother Fell in Illnesses,
And I am Still Weary about Writing about my personal Oath's Business!

In Reality I'm Still a Gardeners Son!
Which my Homemaker Mother made extremely Fun!
Raised a Very Old Fashion Way!
Boys Raised to Help Outside, Girls in-House to Help and Stay.
When we became Teenager's more Freedom was Allowed!
My Sister's were more Restricted to Keep my Father Proud!

In Elementary school I Participated in a 4th Grade Computer Pilot program.
My Favorite Lunch was always Anything that would include Ham!
After school I Learned to Steal bike parts through Older Cousins Different Kind of a Dare.
Spring and Summers were Spent after School Working under Dads Watchful Care!
Lots of Moving around the San Fernando Valley,
Thank God for not much Grumbling In or Out of my Belly!

My Teenage years were Wild as Times Quickly changed!
But For my Sister's these Changes came in Slower Range.
I Both Worked and Partied outside Fathers Eyes!
The Work wasn't Always Honorable much to his Surprise!
Since Elementary, After School we Worked with him a few Hours!
Then Hung out with Older Family and Friends after our Daily Showers!

I Worked Hard then Partied a Little Harder was my Motto,
Thank God there were No Cell Phones with Evidence to Photo!
I Learned drinking I'm Guessing by Watching my Dad,
Which in my Culture is Normal and Also Sad!
That Choice like getting in Trouble is Ultimately Mine!
Then in Early "High"school it Did cost me a little Time!

Some of My youthful Acquaintances, Friends and Attorney are Now Famous People.
Dad Finally stopped Drinking and Became a Deacon in a place with a Catholic Steeple!
I'm his First Son to Graduate though "High" on Stage which then was Not So Easy,
As Older Brothers and Friends Dropped Out when Their Girls Continued Feeling Queasy!

At 17 I drove a Forklift for $3.50 an Hour,
Things to me Began Looking a little bit Dour!
With My First Born on the Way at 18 and Wedding Plans in the Works,
I Prayed hard but still Had my Quirks.

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8/10/2019
My Life As A Kid
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Proverbs 22:6 KJV
Train up a child in the way should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.

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