By: Chris Avidano
Sweet yesterday,
How I long to return,
To that special time in my life,
When all was right with the world.
Sweet yesterday,
How that life still seems real,
Even though it is far off,
In a land of simple memory.
But yesterday is the past,
The past cannot be changed,
And if we reflect on it for the future,
It will destroy the present.
Yet, I cannot let go of,
That special sweet yesterday,
For it continues to grip my heart,
And hold on to my soul.
So, sweet yesterday lingers,
Remaining in the back of my mind,
Keeping me down in sorrow,
Longing for that time to return.