Yesterday

Memories from a turned page,
twirls around then disrupts change.
Holds tightly to what has been,
hesitates, does not begin.

Memories from a turned page,
keeps minds in a golden cage.
Dances to a yesterday,
blurs visions for better ways.

Memories from a turned page,
transports to a younger age.
Sing sad songs made of regrets,
echoes sorrowful duets.

Memories from a turned page,
can no longer rearrange.
Releases all captured dust,
so clear visions can adjust.

Memories from a turned page,
have no place center of stage.
Hopeful hands build tomorrow,
form clear paths light hearts follow.

Memories from a turned page,
should be burned, smudged with white sage.
Disappear along with time,
to fall off with every climb.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on October 25, 2021

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  1. your repeating line is so lovely, Grace.
    beautifully expressed.

    “Memories from a turned page,
    should be burned, smudged with white sage”
    🀍

  2. Memories light the corners of my mind…sorry Grace, I had my Barbra Streisand moment there. 🎢 Your poem is so nostalgic and beautifully orchestrated my dear. πŸ˜ŠβœπŸΌπŸ€—

      1. Oh girl, thanks for bringing out a most nostalgic moment in time that I frequently visit. You painted such a vivid picture with your words my dear. πŸ₯°πŸ’–πŸ€—

  3. Memories are always like that. I appreciate how you have described its various facets. Good one, Grace πŸ‘ŒπŸ’–

  4. Memories shape who we are, connecting us to cherished times and lessons learned. Whether joyful or bittersweet. You always bring the best verses dearesr Grace ❀

  5. “Hopeful hands build tomorrow”…what a comfort this line is! πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž There are many memories I’d like to see burned/gone/disappear….but without them, would I be who I am today?

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