Five Brothers Poem by Dom Hunt

There are five
All noisy 
Running rampant
Through hot summer days
Time drifted
Only sunset beckons us home
Mum no idea where we had been
We fight we laugh
Adventures we only know
Care free those summers
The lake beckons 
A raft that didn't float
Petrified that I can't swim
Swing rope that flung us far
Into the chilled water
Brown from the sun
The smell of fir trees
And ferns so soft 
The forest silence 
Broken by youth
Running wild and free
Fighting against a electric fence
To see how tough we are
Amazing the inner strength
When a shock came if you lost
The sound of baseball
World series fame
Was in our grasp
I liked to bat
And hear that crack
We would to compete
For everything
See who was the best
Five brothers still
Many summers past