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Goodbye To Yesterday

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By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 6 months ago • 1 min read
Goodbye To Yesterday
Photo by Sebastian Laverde on Unsplash

I remember the smell of your cologne

and how it lingered in the air

I miss your smile when I’d come home

sitting in your favorite chair

I miss your ginger hair and scruffy speech

and before dinner, saying prayer

I miss mama’s kiss upon my cheek

and when she used to brush my hair

I miss the innocence of that life

seems we were living in between

A trapeze rope and sharpened knife

tween real life and make believe

I miss the easy Sunday mornings

when we all piled in the car

Our hands were airplanes in the breeze

when we picked flowers in the park

I know we took it all for granted

it all just came so naturally

Our childhood dreams were secondhand and

that never mattered much to me

I miss the smell of Sunday supper

laundry hanging on the line

When we were snuggled in together

small farm living on County line

Backyard games of hide and seek

the joys that only childhood brings

What would I give to take a peek?

if they were given back to me

And the smell of daddy’s pipe

the touch of mama’s cotton dress

Baking cookies Christmas morning

and you would smile at the mess

I miss so much about you

and the way we used to be

The naive innocence of youth

and what we thought that it would be

Crimson cheeks and father time

Welcoming the new year on TV

Staying up, we watched time fly

though it never occured to me

With each milestone we hurried past

to claim our independence

The further it fell from our grasp

and now pulls my heart strings in remembrance

I never understood a love like this

would mold my world and leave me wanting

the one real thing I truly miss

cannot be bought or sold for money

I don’t know how it happened

but I can’t deny it did

My eyes once closed, are opened

I miss what it was like to be that kid

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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

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    Written by Kelli Sheckler-Amsden