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Yesterday
My dreams are time machines.
Happily ever after was yesterday,
and today is a reminder of happer times.
When the world was big,
and we where bigger.
When life was fair,
and I always knew the answers.
If living in the past is wrong,
why was it so right?
Just happy together,
but that was yesterday.
Now the sun is comming up,
shinning its light on the empty room.
So I close my eyes,
and try and go back
to when it was
me and you the world went around.
Going Back
We were younger and did not care so much about others and how much we have/need/desire...going back seems better but our parents might not think so because they had us to educate and make more successful than they were...at 62, going forward is the hope~~~~~~Lady A
Thats an excellent poem. I
Thats an excellent poem. I connect well with it. thank you!!! :)