A Place Called Yesterday   8 comments

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There is a place called yesterday

I passed it down the road

A place the heart can stop and play

And loose it’s heavy load

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Memories live in this old place

And most find respite there

A friend, a sweet familiar face

Give sweetness to the air.

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Best not linger there too long

What’s there is in the past

But like notes of an old favorite song

The soft melodies still last.

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(Something I wrote a couple of years ago and felt it deserved another post)
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Posted November 1, 2015 by PapaBear in Experiences, Personal, Poetry

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8 responses to “A Place Called Yesterday

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  1. Beautiful Paul! 🙂

  2. A wonderful poem, Paul, I like the sense of nostalgia and how it flows 🙂

  3. This is so true.. it would be so much easier to live in the past sometimes though:)

  4. Loved this my friend

  5. You are a poet and I know it. Sleep well my friend~

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