Yesterdays,
sprawling out behind me -
a never ending road.
And me,
standing with my back to them
even though
they're so much easier to see than
the
tomorrows.
I want to leap,
leap back
into yesterday
and into being
that little girl
I used to be.
And I am scared,
but I have to go
quietly
into tomorrow,
finding out who
the new me
will
be.
With my eyes ahead,
I just hope I'll
never
lose sight
of all my yesterdays.

