Yesterday’s Clue

 

A heavy heart and a soul full of tears

unable to find the answers 

Why do things disappear ?

 

The secrets are out there in the sky 

blowing in the winds of life 

Do we really want to know why?

 

The parrot flew away from the cage

your favorite pet never came home

But the book of life always turns a page

 

And you morn the loss of yesterday blues 

as a new page is always written 

But your heart always seeks  yesterday’s clue

 

Loss comes to us all in every form and way

people leave, die, move , disappear

But the sun still shines every new day

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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