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Another Yesterday (poem)

Updated on September 1, 2013

A summer of another yesterday

Has let a special moment slip away

A fancy even time could not restrain

There are no chains to keep this gift at bay

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Across the golden meadows it did skip

Sweet memories of lifetime it did sip

The air is scented by its Joyous reign

As veils of endless wonder it did grip

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Come closer as the magic of it nears

As all the warmth of summers reappears

Don’t ask our hearts for reasons to explain

Just follow feelings built throughout our years

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And ever will that moment here remain

As kisses cast the way of its refrain

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      lovedoctor926 3 years ago

      Beautiful poem.

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      ocfireflies 3 years ago from North Carolina

      so romantic-voted up beautiful

      Happy Labor Day Monday!

      Kim

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      DJ Anderson 3 years ago

      The song says it beautifully, "That was then, This is now."

      Sometimes it is hard to see where yesterday ends, and today begins.

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      Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

      Very beautiful of that ever-growing love!

      Have a great Labor Day, and please do not Labor too much.

      God bless, Faith Reaper

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Our yesterdays are part of us and who we are. Interesting poem.

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      Victor W. Kwok 3 years ago from Hawaii

      Very romantic.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and beautiful. You always weave such magic in your poetry.

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      Deb Hirt 3 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      A lot of memories seem to be in summer, don't they?

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