YESTERDAY

YESTERDAY

Where does yesterday go?
Do you know? Do you know?
If time flies,
Where does it go,
To what strange skies?

A wise, old owl
Whispered to me,
“Go down the pathways of the past,
Turn the silver key,
Open the golden gate at last.
What do you find?
Use the eyes of your mind.”

“Has yesterday
All gone away
And vanished now
Entirely?
Or is it there,
In the magical air;
In the hidden kingdom
Of Memory?”