There is a place within me that’s old
It’s golden hues mellow yesteryear
Days and times since long gone
Cloud my vision
Soften my thoughts
And I ache for it
Friends long since passed
And youth, long since fled
Simple things
Simpler life
That changed without notice
As days meld into each other
And the years converge
The body ages
Beauty and strength slowly fade
And the mind denies the passing of time
As the longing beats faster
Locked within my head
Are the colors of my youth
Bright and vibrant
A breath of fresh air
I remember with a lone tear


About Lulu

I take pleasure in the simplest of things. But most of all I enjoy the stillness, there is so much I feel in it.
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2 Responses to Yesteryear

  1. ACountryBoy says:

    This is beautiful. One of those things you want to read again and again.


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