Returning To Yesterday
Returning to Yesterday …
Once again a lonely night,
nothing was right,
nights that ended,
in teary dawns.
Life had turned around,
without a single sound,
the I love yous,
now echoed on silent walls.
There was no time,
for returning to yesterday,
a time when there were still things to say.
He was off again,
more money to make,
no time to stay,
take her hand and say –
love you, my dear.
No time to dream,
no time for dancing in the dark,
no walks in the park.
Everything that had been right,
turned out so very wrong,
she wished that she could find,
the path to yesterday
and take his hand,
lead him back to what they once had.
With every silver bird that took him to the skies,
she feared for stormy clouds,
for anything that might,
take him away from her forever.
Starting to hate,
the slamming of the door,
so final it sounded,
the noise echoing in her mind.
Late into the night,
her heart beating so hard,
while she played the music of their yesteryears,
keeping one eye on the news,
hoping everything where he was –
was alright.
Always taking the time,
to say farewell but never good-bye,
the sweetest of kisses
and smiles always saved for him.
How she wished,
they still had stars in their eyes,
the years not taking a thing,
how she wished,
he was there,
telling her they didn’t have much to spend,
but they would go.
Nothing was the same anymore,
she missed him more than she could say,
this time when he returned,
she would tell him,
let’s return to the starry nights,
the dreams we once shared,
let’s return to empty pockets,
most importantly –
let’s return to our love and yesterday.
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So many relationships lose their romance and happiness to the greed for money. Hope she tells him and they return to the really important things in life. Nice work, Rasma.
Thank you, Phyllis. The inspiration was that this world has become so complex we need to return to the simplicity in life again.
I have found myself returning to those old songs for much the same reason (well some reasons).. Thank you Rasma. Jamie
You’re welcome, Jamie. My inspiration was Neil Sedaka song The Hungry Years take a listen you’ll love it.