Beauty of Yesterday

In the tapestry of memories, so gently woven,
Lies the beauty of yesterday, forever unbroken.
A treasure trove of moments, cherished and dear,
Whispering tales of joy, dispelling all fear.

Oh, the beauty of yesterday, a tender embrace,
Where laughter echoes and time finds no trace.
In the sepia hues of nostalgia's sweet song,
We find solace, as shadows grow long.

Each chapter of life, etched upon our hearts,
The triumphs, the lessons, the love that imparts.
Through photographs and letters, a testament to hold,
The beauty of yesterday, like a story yet untold.

Like sun-kissed fields, swaying in the golden glow,
Memories dance, an eternal fire that continues to grow.
They guide our steps forward, with whispers of grace,
Nurturing resilience, in every trial we face.

So let us cherish these treasures, with grateful delight,
For they are the echoes of dreams, forever in flight.
With each passing breath, their essence we borrow,

To illuminate our path towards tomorrow.

The beauty of yesterday, a radiant light,
Guiding us gently, through the darkest of night.
With gratitude in our hearts, we embrace its embrace,
For it holds the key to our future's embrace.