Yesterday was a visitor*
So many things pass on by
Time moves on but yet I wonder why
Because I sit here knowing that the present exist
As each moment lets go and does not resist
It doing so nothing is lost or even gained
Only it is this now really remains
Hence then it seems I agree
That it is this present that stares at me
Tho the future never can be seen so crystal clear
As now I can say that once yesterday was here
Dom*Colucci © 2017
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