Living In Yesterday'
Let go the the past, it's so over and unflinchingly dead.
We walk in its rotting gardens with hearts full of lead.
Your dream, didn't come true as you wished?
Write it on paper, and burn it in a silver chafing disH.
So sorry your expectations went up in flames.
Stop the ridiculousness of hunting people to blame!
Get out your drawing board and make new plans.
Santa is not coming, so grow up, be the very best
woman or man that you can.
11-7-2020
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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