Yesterday's future to come
Is today's present come
And tomorrow's past gone.
But future, present, past
Only makes a chain intertwine
Of day and night
Darkness and light...
Moments like now and then.
Many of yesterday's papers and pens
Now lie today to rest
A solemn newness.
Many are memories
In minds or ink
Great pioneers
Whose work creates desire.
Gone but live forever,
Her lovers,
Her heralds.
But she is loved anew
By one me you,
A great new lover.
Beautiful poem marked by amazing wisdom and depth. Very strong structure with great imagery. A poignant write indeed. Nicely done. Thanks for sharing..... Please read my new poems.
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