Pega-Pat the Constellation Shaped like a Panda Bear

(How about a little scansion diminishing meter? line two is hendecasyllabic )

The Days of our childhood fade into random memories
A black and white film in my mind plays frames of
Bowling, snow ball fights, and hopping fences

That movie plays in my thoughts and dreams
Over and over again, with a trembling smile
That disguises the deeper sadness inside

Is that you tapping me on my shoulder?
Like Hermes the winged messenger
Whispering that it’s ok for you now

Are you traveling the cosmos?
Exploring, Seeing, Moving
Freely amongst the stars

When we meet again
We’ll sign the book
Together this time

I can feel you now
Watching us
Waiting