Yesterdays

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May 2002 Poetry

Yesterday is yesterday,

it’s in the past, it’s gone.

And I can’t help but think of today,

and what else could go wrong.

~

Yesterday’s effected me,

day and day on end.

And people say don’t live in the past,

but in yesterdays I must depend.

~

The past has molded me,

shaped me and made me.

Yet all these yesterdays,

will be the only thing to break me.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 5-23-02.

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