Yesterday whispered tales in the hue of dusk, A book of shadows, softly closed, a memory's musk. It danced in echoes, in the corners of my mind, A melody of moments, sweetly intertwined.

Today stands bold, in the light of the sun's embrace, A canvas fresh, with strokes of now, and present grace. It sings with laughter, cries in rain, in vivid tone, A bridge between what's been and dreams yet to be sown.

Someday, a mystery, veiled in the mists of time, A realm of dreams, where hopes and wishes climb. It holds a promise, a beacon bright, on distant shore, A symphony of possibilities, of openings and more.

From yesterday to today, and then to someday's light, We walk, we dance, we leap, with hearts so brave and bright. In every moment, every breath, a chance to see, The beauty of our journey, a tapestry to be.

March 28, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop