ISLAND BOYS
Through the seasons, island boys came and went
Fabric of youth woven in moments spent
Extended family glued strongly together
On our island fortress, all safe from outsiders
T'was an awesome melting pot
Simmering with sports played in many spots
Blended together with common purpose
Games played valiantly, many victories and losses
T'was a colorful mix of Italians, French Canadians
Polish, Irish and English descendants
Joyously living without a care, living for the moment
Eagerly awaiting the next contest to commence
Summertime , free from school, was the best of all
Swimming at Carlsons pool, watching girls short or tall
Then, gathering at the local ball court later
For endless games of basketball, on those warm nights of summer
Never a parent to be seen, freedom granted to the island boys
Making their own rules and playing with raucous noise
Saturday morning baseball on the Island field of dreams
An all day affair with endless innings played with many different teams
Fresh air by the lungful, sunburns and scrapes
Our imagination running wild, World Series at stake
And in the Fall, T'was flag football for hours spent
Till darkness fell, covering bloody scrapes and fingers bent
Winter brought hard water and hockey on the Island Pond
Game of which many of us were not too fond
Nevertheless, games were played with broken sticks mended
Boots for goals, sprained ankles, frozen fingers when game ended
Days spent when the future was the next hour
Now much older but still Island boys
the memories of joyful events and boyhood toys
That shaped our present lives and destiny
are alive in all the Island boys and their legacy
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