Patti Masterman


Remembered Dreams - Poem by Patti Masterman

In the remembered dreams of children, we fly
We fly again to the trees
That once were homes; our forts.

We remember what was forgotten
By force of habit, by hanging years
Upon our aging frames.

Jacks and hopscotch and catching a football
In the front yard, damp grass between our toes
Till dinner, at quarter of seven. We remember

So many things, that once we used to know by heart-
That even at the seventh decade of life,
At the eleventh hour, we haven't forgotten-
Nor shall we soon, forget.


Comments about Remembered Dreams by Patti Masterman

  • Rookie - 26 Points Eric Cockrell (4/20/2012 8:18:00 PM)

    i remember... thank you for the reminder! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 20, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 21, 2012


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