Front bed hikers

Poetry help please!?!?!?!? - blueprints for sand rails

The time of childhood, reminding that all the things
Skin knees and sticky sweet and Friends
unconsciously embraced with open arms
Parents of comets, rowing on the lake
eg adult education, fear of flying
Castles made of sand, sun on the beach
hide plans for a future life
Who knows when but a boy, the width
this basis, as solid as the mortar
Welded compliance in accordance with instructions
Making their lives, just weaned
Deconstruction, false teachings speak
This makes us for the breeding
to spread the seeds of discontent that
Grooves in the fertile mind of their children
Generations yet unborn
not required, the infection of seed by a parent
Every new born from the womb
makes perfect, wonderfully light
To be all that alone is not rolled,
Rocked so rocked, lifted from time to time
Dust, smiled, shook both
The source of light in his eyes, is more than sufficient
show on the road, no one cannever seen
Youth in middle age, eternity