Like an old habit that dies hard

Yesterday hangs on.

Standing in the doorway

It tugs at my heartstrings.

Spins a pale green yarn

to keep me snug

when winter sets in.

Dissolves like saccharin

in a cup of sugarless tea,

and tempts me with its simplicity.

Pulls out half a poem

written in spring

and brings a memory

flooding in.

Lyrics strewn on paper

on the last day of school,

Notes lying in files

written on Shakespeare’s fools!

They play a song on FM

that ferries me back in time,

I have a tale to sing along

about how I earned my first dime.

It may have been a task as hard as it could be

But today my yesterday is just a sweet memory.

It will always warm the cockles of my heart

no matter how far,

And keep coming back to me

because I choose to leave its box ajar.

Today is forever a knotty tale

that makes me fret a while,

And until it turns into yesterday

I may never find it worthwhile.



Picture courtesy: Google

This post is a part of Blogchatter’s AtoZ Challenge. The other posts in this series maybe read here.

16 thoughts on “Yesterday”

  1. Lovely! April 2019 will make for some very pleasant “yesterdays” in times to come. I sure will look back on this month with find memories. 🙂

  2. No words! Your poetry skills are also amazing! Let’s fill our today with delightful memories so that today would be grateful to turn into yesterday!

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