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Where has Yesterday gone? A Poem of A Father's Love for His Youngest Son.

Updated on March 25, 2013
I remember Yesterday,
We met, fell in love.
Marriage came, took us on a journey.
You gave me the news, I was to be a Father.
I remember Yesterday.

I remember Yesterday,
I held my newborn son in my arms.
We laughed and cried at the sight.
Our family one, happy and loving.
I remember Yesterday.

I remember Yesterday,
His first day of school.
We cried more than he as we left.
Waiting, wondering as the time went by.
I remember Yesterday.

I remember Yesterday,
Teaching him to ride his bike.
Playing catch with him in the yard..
Watching a movie on tv, reading a book to him.
I remember Yesterday.

I remember Yesterday,
Going fishing, laughing, hugging.
The constant I love you's flowing between us.
The smiles, I remember his smiles.
I remember Yesterday.

I remember Yesterday,
I look for him on the swing.
I wait for him by the door.
I wander through the house, looking, searching.
I know he has his own life now, and we are left behind.
I look out the window, wife beside me, and together we wonder,
Where has Yesterday gone?

My Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow
My Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow

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      Ghaelach 4 years ago

      Hi Mr Archer.

      A touching poem.

      Being a man of 64 I know how your feeling. Apart from myself and my wife it seems odd with so much silence around the place.

      It doesn't get any easier, you just become accustom to it all.

      LOL Ghaelach

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      Bill Holland 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      I'm reminded of an old song by Chad & Jeremy....something about Yesterdays Gone....beautiful poem my friend; now you have me a bit wistful this morning. :)

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      Kamalesh050 4 years ago from Sahaganj, Dist. Hooghly, West Bengal, India

      What an EXCELLENT poem - Truly EXCELLENT! This has touched my heart. I very much understand how you feel ! Great job my friend. I shall definitely read your other hubs to the extent I can.

      Voted Up & Awesome. Best Wishes, Kamalesh

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      Shining Irish Eyes 4 years ago from Upstate, New York

      Ahh - yes they grow so fast. Those cherished moments go by in the blink of an eye but better for having lived them than never having them at all.

      Blessings

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      Yes, there is yesterday, but also great memories, too. Maybe you can live it again with the grandkids.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and awesome. They always grow up much too fast but remember he still loves you. Passing this on. It's so beautiful and touching.

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      Mr Archer 4 years ago from Missouri

      Ghaelach, thank you for your comment. I do not look forward to those days, rather I hope he will always be my little boy. He will be 9 in a couple of months, and still loves our loving on him. I pray he will always be that way.

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      Mr Archer 4 years ago from Missouri

      Bill, thank you Sir. I know that song, it is a wonderful one. I was feeling a bit wistful myself yesterday, thinking of the day that will come when he grows up and moves away to live his own life. Hopefully, that is a long time coming. Take care, my Friend.

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      Mr Archer 4 years ago from Missouri

      Kamalesh, thank you so much. I am not a poet, but there are times when something cries out to be said, and this was one of those times. I am glad it touched your heart. Thank you for the vote up and awesome, I appreciate it.

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      Mr Archer 4 years ago from Missouri

      Hello, Becky. Having raised three boys to adulthood (well, sorta) already, I treasure each and every moment this time around. They do fly by! But you are right, better to have lived them than never having them at all. I tell myself daily how blessed I am to have this opportunity with my family. I have been on the other side; I am so glad to be on this one! Blessings your way, young lady. Many and varied blessings for many years to come.

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      Mr Archer 4 years ago from Missouri

      Oi! Grandpa!? I know its coming, but I am still enjoying just being a father. I do look forward to that day, when I can be a grandpa, set them on my knee and tell them about the good old days without electronic messaging, cell phones, computers. Will they be able to imagine such a time? They'll probably laugh, and write it off to grandpa's senility. Be safe, Sir. Merry Christmas!

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      Mr Archer 4 years ago from Missouri

      Miss Rose, thank you so very much! Yes, I know he loves me and his mommy so much. Every night is a ritual: Gotta have his chocolate milk, gotta give hugs and kisses; gotta have snuggle cuddle time with mommy and daddy; gotta fall asleep in our bed watching a dvd. Then I carry him to bed and tuck him in. I dread the day he is too old for this; this is what gets me by every day. Thank you, young lady. I am touched that it warmed your heart.

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      Graham Lee 4 years ago from Lancashire. England.

      HI Mr Archer. A heartfelt poem from you here. I know the feelings well. When the children grow and leave home, the worry is still there. It's painful but you have to let them go, it's natural and it's right, now you have to love them from afar.

      Voted up and all - Following.

      Graham.

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      Mr Archer 4 years ago from Missouri

      Graham, Thank you my new friend. You are right; it is natural, but still it hurts. My boys from my first marriage are grown and have nothing to do with me. They are ages 23, 28, and 30, with lives and families of their own. I was blessed to re-marry and have another child late in life. I know I must treasure each and every moment as it arrives, and hang on to the memory for all its worth. I do so love each of my children, both those from early in life and those my wife and I are currently raising. We have a daughter 21, a son 19, another son 17, another daught 15 and our little one soon to be 9. A full and raucus household, to be sure!

      Each day is a blessing, each day a gift. If we look upon our children in this manner, I feel they will grow up to hold us dear, and maintain a relationship which will last a lifetime. Blessings on you, Sir. Take care.

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      LongTimeMother 4 years ago from Australia

      Very nice. You blink twice, and they're all grown up! :)

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      Mr Archer 4 years ago from Missouri

      It happens so very quickly, and if we don't stop to enjoy our time with them, they will be gone before we know it. Thanks for the comment.

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