Forgetful Yesterday

A poem I wrote as the final assignment of Pingree:

The dandelions of my youth have long blown away

Given rise to the pines of yesterday

The cement has surrounded and impounded

Me, thinking of the pines of yesterday

The drive that pushes on and on,

Tomorrow and the next and on

Yesterday left far behind

And with it so the pines

The dandelions of my youth have long blown away

Given rise to the pines of yesterday