I remember yesterday, and lightening bugs
that glowed the color promise
bringing together boys and girls
who wandered amid lush green memory,
to capture their innocence caught
within the dream of a life
smashed between fluorescent green
and a glass who's lid poked with holes
so their artificial light could breathe,
made them free-
though mine contained only a small
part of what it meant to be me;
I remember yesterday,
and the street lights passed me by,
as a shadow that raged
against the darkness chased me home
There my fluttering, flickering,
lamp-light held me tight,
and days spent wrestling
beneath a drenched summer sun,
bowed merrily to a night
arching through the air,
beyond a window meant to be
nestled above my head;
I remember yesterday, and oh how yesterday
smiles on me,
and my window to the world
which now stands alone
in an empty room
with scars that prove its worth-
Not so long ago held me high
© Raymond t. Carter 2003
