"Summer of Yesterday (poem)" by Esther SP. Buhrman

Yesterday
Hidden behind a wall of smiling faces
Pushed and crammed into your mind’s dark crevice
Beneath the life you walk now
Even the darkness cannot mask the trembling tear
Caught fearful in her eye
Nor the hard lump of stone
Laid heavy in her eggshell heart
Storm grey glances at her in silence
Save for the sound of something breaking
In the cold winter rain
When your sun-browned hand held her’s
 

Yesterday
Where two paths converge on a corner
You and she drank the summer
In cups of gold and silver
Puppy dog tongues relishing its sparkling haze
Rocked by the breeze and carried by the wind
You and she drifted on life’s playground
Twirling and dancing with fairies and elves
Swimming and spinning with mermaids and sprites
Eager hands clutched a pallete of colours
Painting adventures in fairytales read by sleepy eyes
Closing in dreams of the next day together
Where one was not far behind the other
Even though you ran so fast
You always waited
For she who stumbled and fell
And cried when she had thought she had lost you
Her best friend
You made her smile
When your sun-browned hand held her’s
 

Yesterday
Where two paths converge on a corner
Swept by a familiar summer breeze
In its golden embrace
I remember
When your sun-browned hand held mine