Ms Yesterday Owns My Heart

MS. YESTERDAY HAS MY HEART I scribe these words to my dear Ms. Yesterday Lest she remain unawares of how I’m doing since she walked away Pardon me for preconceiving that she might care But in my life a lady like her was remarkably rare She is young in heart, body and soul And to remain youthful was her one and only goal I’d run with her in the morning and walk at night And the funny thing is the moon was out but she made the sky bright My dear Ms. Yesterday if you care to know how I am now Just think about the sodden sorrow any loss can endow My tears are the only gift my sadness has to give And probably will remain so as long as I live So Ms. Yesterday, must I remind you of when I watched you leave with my heart You packed it in your luggage which a gentleman wheeled on a cart Suffice it to say my dear I was overwrought and am not doing well However, I would be faring a lot better if this note was delivered to you in hell © 2011.…Phreepoetree (it’s difficult to keep these poetic incarnations straight)