The Ghosts of Yesterday

The ghosts of yesterday still linger here,

Haunting me with memories ever so clear.

Of days gone by and moments that passed,

Of love and laughter that didn't last.

The echoes of my childhood ring so true,

The laughter of my siblings, oh how it grew!

Playing in the fields and climbing up trees,

Oh, how I miss those carefree memories.

The scent of grandma's cooking fills the air,

And I'm transported to a time so rare.

A time of warmth and comfort and love,

A time I pray I never forget or shove.

The nostalgia grips me like a vice,

As I recall the moments that were nice.

Of long walks and quiet talks with friends,

And moments that seemed like they would never end.

The ghosts of yesterday won't leave me be,

But I welcome them with open arms, you see.

For they remind me of a time that was pure,

A time of innocence that will forever endure.