The Future's On Its Way Poem by Patti Masterman
The Future's On Its Way
I want to go back in time again and touch my mother's cheek,
I want to hug my grandmother, at her kitchen sink,
I want to touch her flowers, see Grandpa play dominoes,
See my dad at gardening, watch him work the rows..
But you can't go back again, it's useless to even try;
You can only live and live, until it's time to die.
And every day that you wake up, you'll get another day-
And there's no way of stopping it: the future's on its way.
Hey Patti, wanted to read some more of your work. I just love this piece. It stired up so many memories. I admit I read it more than once. I enjoy the memories of a place and time it brought me back to. A stellar job once again! One of my favorites. Thanks for this write! -Robin xoxo
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5/13/2024 12:09:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice wirte Patti. It always feels nice to think about these things. Time is something so fascinating. Let us all make it a bright future full of simple kindnesses