Yesterday’s Shadows

 

Yesterday's but a shadow

Remnants whisper from the past.

Memory's echoes that now show

Their presence lingers and lasts.

Sometimes faintly flickering

Or sometimes burning and bright

They still seem to be living

Or in subdued dreamlike light
Tears often wet my pillow

Saddened because of my loss

Feelings left from love's soft glow

Ever elusive emboss.

Past thoughts escape furtively

Often when least expected

Memories seek to be free

Rising to be detected

Recollections set the scene,

A knee-weakening power

With nothing to intervene,

They can strike at any hour.

The past stored as memories

Flickers of bitter and sweet

These hiccoughs cause time to freeze

Until we again can meet.