Yesterday’s News
Old souls trickle tears of yesterday’s pang,
hymns in those hollow shadows die daily
Lost love has forgotten the innocent,
angel breath breathe light's strength to renew me.
I fall on my own, need no rushing winds,
storms inhale my morning breath in dead cold
As I exhale light’s only oxygen ,
my words I drag by the wayside untold.
Fear is frozen to the blind eyes unseen,
as the doorway of death swings by my way
Kisses of candy don’t share their flavor,
and sunrises no longer share bright rays.
All notes left play jazz and yesterday’s blues,
each offer I’ve made in love you refuse.
Yesterday’s News









and love my sweet friend

well penned.

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