Yesterday the sun shone bright,
over a snow covered hill
yesterday a tender sight
a bird on my window sill.
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| 15 March 2026 |
Yesterday the rivers flowed
cool and clean and free
yesterday it was not cold
and sights were there to see.
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| 1 March 2026 |
Yesterday my heart was happy
My heart was calm and gay
yesterday was wonderful
but now it is today.
~Vanessa Howard, A Screaming Whisper (New York, 1972), p. 52
