Yesteryears

The days I use to be happy,
The times that were great.
Sunny sun always beaming down on the windy day,
She’s got a golden glow as the sand shimmers in her hair
The sandbox I once remembered filled with our love is now so old.
Children’s laughers tingling all we know to feel
The days are hardening now
Memories turn into shadows, drifting away
Joy flees, escaping in our breath
Yesterdays years pass without a plead while all I can think is screaming off my head.
Copyright ©2008 Josh Rogers

Yesteryears

Jrog86

Uniontown, United States

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