Yesterdays
One thinks back
Nightly to one's school days on the
Eerie edge of
Sleep.
Soon, one is there again,
Cavorting with the rest:
Hello again to Best,
Or making up with Shell
Or "what's her name", or
Lee.
Does Best think one is old
After years have passed?
Yesterdays in dreams
Shift steadily with Lee.
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4/14/2018
Contest - Hello
Sponsor - Silent One
2nd place win
Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2018
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