Yesterday...
Yesterday - when I was young
and I had only just begun -
I though that everything was good
and nothing was misunderstood.
Today - when I was half way there
and felt the passion in the air -
I thought that everything was hot
and that you worked for what you got.
Tomorrow - when I sit and dream
and look behind to see the scheme -
I think that everything will go
and that my tears will sadly flow!
Joy Weare,
9th October, 2009.
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