Center Of Yesterday Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Grayened atmosphere has fallen upon my shoulders, let down
upon earth by a dismal sky of storm clouds waiting to rain
on earth.

Feeling close to this cloudy day because is reminds me of
growing up in New Jersey, a certain satisfaction and peace
descends when just sitting here and writing.

Lovely memories of being young take me joyfully into the
center of yesterday where life was simple, energetic and
peaceful.