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Summer Yesterday The leaves have all turned brown. The skies have all turned grey. A blackbird makes the sound now you have gone away. I don't know when you left, I can't pinpoint the day. I know when you were here though, a summer yesterday. The garden full of mist with silver drops of dew. An empty spider web makes memories of you. The leaves have all turned brown. My hair has all turned grey. And you are in a picture of summer yesterday. I saw you in a dream, the god inside the sun. I saw you in the marks in everything I'd done. I saw you in myself, the parts that fade away. The leaves are always green in our summer yesterday. |