Yesterday's sky was absolutely beautiful.
Today's sky wasn't as magnificant.
But it doesn't matter because I still have yesterday.
Yesterday isn't going anywhere.
It's locked in a vault somewhere near.
There's no way that it can fade.
I've captured what I loved most about yesterday.
The tranquility of that random moment.
I will always have a piece of the past.
It's not going anywhere.
That piece remains just for me.
3 comments:
You see! This is exactly what your coffee table book could be! Photography and poetic explanations that excite your senses and stimulate your intellectual powers, all while leaving room for personal interpretation... That would be powerful!
Lol. Thanks MJ. I feel you.
This is brilliant!
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