Wednesday, January 24, 2007


Yesterdays by Billy rob (Bill Hopkins)

I searched in all our secret places
and I know they are not there.
When you left, you either took them
or hid them all away somewhere.

I saw them quite clearly yesterday,
they were right before my eyes.
They still held the hopes and dreams
that today I know were lies.

I admit you have me quite confused
as to why you made them part,
but with you gone it doesn't matter
if I never see them start.

If you took them with you, keep them,
I cannot use them, anyway.
Tomorrows can never really come
when one lives in yesterdays.

This poem and others by Billy rob can be found at

CopyrightĂ‚©2006Billy Rob Hopkins Used with permission

No comments: