Yesterday Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

there are many night's i lied a awake
just thinking about yesterday
and how things were different for every one
because there songs got heard
while children wanting to still learn
instead of wanting to play
and the world seem like a better place
because there prayers were said and answer
while the sky stay blue and there dreams came true
when smiles return to all the clowns faces
so they can light up every ones sad places
by giving them all a wonderful cheer
and returning laughter to there faces
and now there wishing every day
could always stay a yesterday