What is yesterday . . .
Yesterday is a secret room in your heart where you keep the memories of other years . . .
Here you cherish the laughter from another time.
Here you listen once again to the melodies of half-forgotten songs . . .
Here you keep the stardust left over from a thousand young dreams.
Yesterday . . .
It's a memory-box filled with the warmth of old friends, the ribbons from a few races won . . .
and the leftover glow of long-gone loves . . .
Yesterdays are extra special days.
Tomorrow is a mystery . . .
Today is too much with us . . .
Yesterdays provide a warm and welcome memory of other and younger days .
Yesterdays are always happy . . .
because only the good memories siphon through the filter of time.
Enjoy today . . . look forward to tomorrow . . . but never forget your yesterdays
Because a world without yesterdays would be a very lonely place, indeed.