Other Kingdoms Poem by Patti Masterman

Wandering lost through all the days
Wondering where the summer went
Now the dead can't hear their praise
And faded flowers hold no scent.

Wishing stars so far away
You cannot stretch enough to touch
Nothing comes and nothing stays
When you hold on to them too much.

With magic childhood's kingdom brings
The children play in nightly dream
Asleep, they rule the same as kings
And nothings real as it might seem.