Through the closet of my past

Not looking for anything...

Just a "spring - cleaning" task.

As I sifted through memories,

I went back in time~

And soon I ran into

The child in my mind.

I'd nearly forgotten her

The years have been long...

But I finally remembered

The words to our song.

I joined her in harmony,

Re-living each note

With a new understanding

Of the words I once wrote.

How could I have known then

What road lie ahead?

Were those wise words of insight

Really born in a child's head?

The song was a message

Imprisoned by Time...

Awaiting it's release

Into a well - seasoned mind.

The long incubation

Has nurtured it's growth

As it now takes the form of

A spiritual oath.

A solemn agreement

With Yesterday's child

To open her heart

And let Love inside

And, in return,

The reward that is sewn

Is the comfort of knowing

That we are NEVER alone.