Yesterday and Today

Alone, the house in sadness stood Beside the green and piney wood Should tell its secrets if it could Old memories now gone for good Our sojourn here so very brief No marks upon the landscape keep The vines of time relentless creep For yesterdays we vainly weep The ticking clock a quiet thief Now only echoes down the hall The voices soft of seasons call Red roses scent I still recall And pumpkin growing in the fall No changing rhythms of the tide In this days measure we must dwell For new stories we have yet to tell And hear the ring of tomorrow's bell But keep the memories deep inside