BACK TO YESTERDAY


 There was a place, many places of my yesterday,


 Far back in a place of snowy woods, a child so young.


 Superman, batman bicycle, and a tree swing once was,


 Remembering the summer sun where a small boy would run.


 Back to yesterday, another town to roam around, 
 I found,

 Headed for the future as my thoughts travel to a 
 Yesterday.

 As life and time move ahead, cobwebs are more 
 Where I began.

 I have moved, aged in a few different ways, tomorrow 
 Always has a yesterday,

 My eyes open to a miracle morning, miracle being 
 Another day.
                          Keith Garrett