Fading Into Yesterday Poem by Heather Burns

Fading Into Yesterday

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Sitting still on a hill
not a sound is heard
silence surrounding

Reflections in a stain
glass window
etched in the frosted
facade

your image fades into
yesterday
Roses in the garden wilts
suffering for a drink of
water

the gardener is not present
to attend them
with a tearful eye
they fade into yesterday.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Musfiq Us Shaleheen 24 September 2014

'Oh! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! they fade into yesterday. very poetic, my dear poetess

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Valsa George 22 September 2014

Wilting flowers, an unkempt garden without a gardner, fading image.... all these suggest a decadent present, but suggestive of a glorious past! The sense of loss is metaphorically presented! Enjoyed!

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Paul Sebastian 22 September 2014

Yesterday has left beautiful memories to give hope for better tomorrows. Yesterday is not lost but captured in a treasured bottle of memories. To drink it whenever we think the joys of living. That's one part of happiness. Thank you for the poem. Great write!

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Salini Nair 22 September 2014

a symbolic write of life.................................nice madam

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 21 September 2014

Very touching and insightful indeed....Heather.....roses wilting and fading into yesterday......very well composed

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A touching tale that is loaded with love and loss. well done my friend!

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 28 September 2014

he gardener is not present to attend them with a tearful eye they fade into yesterday. nice lines they suffer with no kind offer and touch from gardner and die for the want of water

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Ging Taping 26 September 2014

They fade into yesterday.... Yesterday plays a big role on what we are today.. Thanks for sharing

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Tribhawan Kaul 25 September 2014

Present has to fade into the past. A thoughtful poem.

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Abekah Emmanuel 24 September 2014

Time lost is never found... Indeed, a short but thought provoking poem. Well done!

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