Like the mist of early morning dew,
The imagery of us etched in our memories will fade away,
Gone like fallen leaves, to be disintegrated by the processes of time,
Desires quenched, possibilities lost, promises broken,
Many thoughts unspoken—ushered away by the ghost of your yesterdays,
Gone are chances of experiencing love anew
A love that all that’s good flows from, emotions which validate giving
substance to the ‘whys’ and ‘how’s’ our lives carried out;
That gift of love which brings life’s sparkles, a beacon of light illuminating
darken moments,
Gone, chased away by the ghost of your yesterdays
By
Marjorie Delores
https://www.amazon.com/s?k=The+Winter+Years+of+Life+audiobook+by+Marjorie+Delores&ref=nb_sb_noss
Soul Expression 
Wow that was so beautiful yet heavy.
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The Ghost of Yesterday was a release for me, after coming back from that place I’m once dreamed of, a place of love. To love and be loved doesn’t always work out but its lessons made it a worthwhile experience. I am glad you like it. Thank you!
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Thank you for capturing the essence of what I conveyed in the ghost of your yesterday. The complexities of emotions aren’t easily understood or appreciated, but we learn to in the season of life.
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