The Road Back to Yesterday

I wonder through a path unknown, Where whispers hum, and seeds are sown. Each step a puzzle, faint yet clear, Fragments of time that draw me near. The trees stand tall, their branches wide, Casting shadows where secrets hide. The air hums softly, thick with grace, A distant call to a cherished place. Stones beneath gleam with fleeting light, Echoes dance in the edges of night. A melody weaves through the quiet breeze, Familiar notes from forgotten seas. The path winds deep through fields of gold, Stories hidden, waiting to be told. I reach for moments, fragile and shy, Faint glimmers caught in the corner of my eye. Yet as I near, the veil grows thin, Memories fade like whispers in the wind. A fleeting gift, a bittersweet glow, A glimpse of what I used to know. Though yesterday remains afar, Its essence glows like a guiding star. The road winds on, a journey to hold, A tale of love, both tender and bold. Start writing...