I have found that it is no use thinking about yesterday…

I have found that it is no use thinking about yesterday…
I was a different pup back then…
What comes next is so much better than that…
It’s where the flowers grow the tallest.

I am a plain pup…
Lingering on the taste of my last stolen morsel…
Contemplating each and every step…
Until I am pressed back into harmony.

I can only catch tidbits of what you say to me…
Blah, Blah, Blah, Annie, Blah Blah Blah…
It is like constant wisps of dusk…
Until the sun retires until another day.

To me, life is not just another theory…
Some goalless sky…
Never, a bit of a bugger…
Or believing that every bend in the trail will be the last.

So, why not let go of yesterday?
You will gain courage as you go…
Stop worrying about cutting a minute or two, here and there…
And just be.

I love you,

Annie