Yesterdays People

Ink lings

Yesterdays People

Yesterdays People

Their days are very much the same
Like soldiers marching to the drum
The cadence of the ticking clock
Marking time as each day passes

 They wrap themselves in memories
Replayed like notes of a well known song
Steps slowed by the weight of years
Their candles growing short 

We look at them but do not see
We listen without hearing
They are but shadows in our minds
Close but yet so distant 

But if we were to look inside
We would find ourselves
Sharing needs that transgress age
And values that are timeless 

They are the you of days gone by
Their life then still in bloom
The taste and thrill of love and life
Now just footprints on their hearts 

And as their many seasons grow
And their autumn becomes winter
Who will mourn and say goodbye
When their soul meets its…

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About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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1 Response to Yesterdays People

  1. laurie27wsmith says:

    There are days when I feel like one of yesterday’s people. 😦


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