Where my love have all the years gone
Looking back into my chest of forbidden
fruits of yesterdays harvest, I see the golden
hills filled with so many promices of years
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A lovely title that draws you into a most poignant poem. Well done Bonnie. Best wishes, Andrew
I like this playing with Time. The poem could have inspired even Einstein to expand his Theory for Time. Indeed, dear, Bonnie, you feel the moments that once were the epitome of yesterdays tomorrow. I give it a 9++. Thanks for sharing Joseph Josephides - Member of the International Society of Poets (ISP) Intern.Library of Poetry awarded
You have captured really stunning lines.