In Response to Jingle Poetry~ Picnic Week 17:Photos, Nostalgia, Memories, and Families

Just Yesterday

It seems in  memories

we read about the Great Flood

Just Yesterday

We heard stories

Of the killing and the flowing blood

Just yesterday

we suffered and tread

And crossed borders through ‘The Great Divide

Just yesterday

We played ‘touch the tree’

hopscotch marbles seek and hide

Just Yesterday

We drove around in

Chevrolet s Fiats with Jeeps beside

Just yesterday

we spent warm afternoons

lazing and building castles in the sand

Just yesterday

running for the ice lolly

at the tapping of the Cart man's hand

Today I look at

Photographs reflecting memories

Of moments good and bad

Today young or old

Memories happy and sad

In  photographs are all we hold.

Just Happiness or sorrow

Who knows tomorrow

So I tear and pile up

Heaps of paper, to be sold.