In The Deeps of Yesterday


There’s a truck out on the lawn
Back there where you used to play
When you were a little child
In the deeps of yesterday

In the trees beside the fence
Where the sunbeams never stray
Lie the things that you forgot
In the deeps of yesterday

Notches on the closet door
Showed your height along the way
But that closet long has slumbered
In the deeps of yesterday

Boys and girls and men and women
Grow and flourish and decay
And then lose a life of feeling
Mind’s decline, all mem’ries stealing
Lost in time with senses reeling
In the deeps of yesterday

Why, Indeed

Why should I come home?  he texts,

There is nothing for me there.

So there’s not: there’s only us,

Only moments we could share.

Only life and only living,

Only taking, resting, giving.

But I know it’s too much bother

So, don’t bother.


Your Father

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