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Oh
how I long for yesterday,
When life was fun and filled with glee;
My heart was light, my spirit free,
And all I did was laugh and play.
The winds of fate have blown away
The carefree girl that once was me;
Oh how I long for yesterday
When life was fun and filled with glee.
My clock ticks on, I can't delay
Old Father Time's incessant plea,
But if I could I would decree
One final youthful grand hooray;
Oh how I long for yesterday.
Copyright © 1995 Ruth Gillis
First
published in the Summer 1995 issue of Feelings
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