Growing Up…

or not.

Brooklyn Muse (editor)
2 min readApr 8, 2022


High School © Brooklyn Muse

Dreamers dream,

Dreamers remember,

life begins, gets lost —

and begins again.

Babies dream,

Dreamers remember,

experience touch, breath

with all of its majesty.

Kids tumble and fall —

learn to hide dreams,

try hard to please.

They look to the dreamers.

They know dreamers remember.

Teens challenge,

try to dream —

They reach into the dreamers

to find their own way.

They struggle a bit,

then relish the day.

They know dreamers remember.

Adults conform, lost searching for dreams

the days of their birth,

back to ancestral wisdom.

They struggle much

and question their dreams.

They forgot that dreamers remember.

Dreamers remember.

Age reverts us back to a time

where we knew and loved

that Man in the Moon.

I wish you a remembrance.

Dreamers remember.

Moonlight © Brooklyn Muse

I wish you peace, love, and all that hippie shit. ( It is good to have an edge)

If you choose to you may — Buy me a coffee?



Brooklyn Muse (editor)

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