To Yesterday

by jbaker73

January 13, 2014

So close the day that's gone and yet so far;

One step behind, untraceable it stands.

Some with their tortured souls and minds make war,

And don't recall the glory of the lands

Through which they once have past. Some, to this place,

Escape in refuge, seeking pains reliefs.

For memories sweet, reverse of time the pace.

In fantasies their hearts from harsh beliefs

do rest. But present days we shall not miss.

Eternally the pendulum will swing;

Yet don't neglect of days to reminice.

To golden memories your souls may cling.

One can't retrieve the light of suns now set,

But catch the glimpse. Memories, ne'er forget.

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jbaker73Jan 13, 2014

<p> </p><p>My favorite part of my poem, "To Yesterday", is the last two lines because so powerfully they capture how we can never get yesterday back, but we can remember it, and that is a gift. This poem highlights that yesterday may be a place of pain for some, and a nostalgic refuge for others based on individual experience. Overall, I hope this sonnet inspires everyone who reads it to make the most of today, because by tomorrow it will be yesterday and you can never ever get it back. It is my hope that this poem also touches the hearts of those who have suffered great loss in the past and need to catch the glimpse of the sunset, hanging onto only the good memories and letting go of the bad. In a way, "To Yesterday" marks a fresh start for every reader. Enjoy!</p>

jbaker73Jan 13, 2014