Yesterday
The clock heralds midnight,
Yesterday has dimmed its light,
Its troubles chauffeured past,
Hopeful lights are cast.
Every day casts its dice.
I sojourn paying the price,
I'm awakened to a new day,
Grateful for the trestles that bore yesterday.
A mirror of myself,
The archives on my shelf,
Yesterday added a book,
I wonder as I look.
Who had seen yesterday’s lane?
Who had envisaged the course of its rain?
Dawn opened the door,
I was faced with an unyielding claw.
May 6, 2023.
Writing Challenge - 'Y' Words - Poetry Contest,
Constance La France.
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