Childhoods Friend Poem by Patti Masterman

In the sidewalk's where our shadows stayed
While we grew up to live another day,
With borrowed lives we would not think to pick-
As though another chose them, while we played.

You had your husbands, and I had a job,
And we chased our farthest dreams because-
Because, is a very long time to live indeed,
While the dreams of childhood turned to shade.

Whose dreams we followed, if they were not ours?
Whose days turned fallow, as though they owned us first-
You followed yours, into a granite tomb
And wait for me- a shadow gone too soon.