Poems about dream - . The Possible Dream

. The Possible Dream - Poem by Frederick Kesner

I remember looking up,
holding your big hand;
the moon large and bright

just like it is tonight -

we walked hand in hand
as we talked of dreams
and visiting far away lands.


I remember looking down
at my shoes, hands on my lap
as I was told to apply myself -

just hunker down;

I alone had to make my path
no talk of dreams or wishes
until the work before me is done.


I've had a certain longing;
of pinings in misty recollection,
while tomorrow held no more wonder.

If things beyond reach are like that moon;
then teach me to dream the possible dream.