White Lined Notebook Paper, Black Pen, 8.5” x 3.5”.

Text (Handwritten): Yesterday

Yesterday is gone now they say it’s the past. Today is new day, 24 hours to last. I look at the clouds, to vision I’m free. My innermost passion is mentally stroked. I copy my thoughts, of vastness hope yesterday was new, until it was gone. 12 am came around, and captured its throne. So the past is hidden, which a present is shown. Reminisce the past thats gone and so lone. If we could wish memorys, which it too bast. Oh yesterday everybody wanna go back. Physically, mentally, spiritually yearn. Internal desire to humbley learn. I’m guessin confessions, is lettin it burn. I’m stuck in the past the page wont turn.

Montez Caples #6427939, ISP PO Box 316

Fort Madison, IA 52627