This is my mom and dad and I. I was about 8
Yesterday would have been my Grandpa Johnson's birthday.
Today would have been my mom and dad's anniversary, with
these old pictures and memories of these dates, I've been living
in the past too much, hence today's poem.
YESTERDAY
Yesterday has passed...
With its success and each mistake .
Yesterday has passed....
Today will be just what I make.
Yesterday has passed...
The words can't be unsaid.
Yesterday has passed...
And the tears in vain, I shed.
Yesterday has passed...
I cannot live it again,
I'll look toward tomorrow
And make change my friend.
When I reach tomorrow,
It will be today...
And I will live each moment,
As I go along the way!
Freda Fullerton
October 7, 2012
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