The Best of Our Yesterdays

the best of my yesterdays is where i sleep the smile that returns to me is from the loves i knew the sunlight a little crisper the joy a little clearer when i was a young man in those years ago look back and see with clarity all i know now and all i thought i knew in my yesterdays wisdom written on a new page but to look back and read what was written is to know the man behind the face in the mirror is to know the child i once was my heart traces the the road i have traveled the loves i have known picture book of faces and times long past we all linger there from time to time recall the best and worst recall world we made in this life the best of our yesterdays the person behind the image in the mirror