Treasure Yesterday Poem by Barry Middleton

too soon there's only yesterday
without an answer to dismay

those yesterdays of memory
and what my life turned out to be

that's all I'll ever really know
and in the end they steal the show

I treasure yesterday always
I'll not recall the clouds and haze

when I remember yesterday
the sunlight falls upon my way

across the Universe I go
with all my yesterdays aglow

too soon there's only yesterday
without an answer to dismay

those yesterdays of memory
and what my life turned out to be

good yesterdays of memory
and what my life turned out to be