Yesterdays
YESTERDAYS
They’ve all but disappeared
All of those forgotten times
Several thousand yesterdays
Mostly faint memory traces
Now just dust in the wind
Yet a few have taken root
Clinging onto their history
Hoping to be remembered
When all is beige and bland
Copyright © Howard Osborne | Year Posted 2023
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