I Believe In Yesterdays Comments

Thanks so much …; -) Colors Colors Colors Colors colors colors Give them to me Full sky and spaces My longing to see Fill every dream way Of its inside food Let harp strings play Their songs hued Colors colors colors Come here to be Vast as the ocean Tinctures explosions The rivers of dreams Inside their reams Calling out the fire Of spring come desire Colors colors colors Never be empty With shading in places Their tone so free With nature in bright And greenery lay And in summer's night With coming of May

yesterday is the mother of today that will give birth for tomorrow. Without yesterday, today has no sense. Each yesterday that passed influenced and mirrors what is today and what will become of tomorrow. thanks for sharing this great poem. your friend, melvin

Peter- I believe in yesterday's too. Sometimes they are better than todays. -Shannon