Oh Face Of Yesterday Poem by Heather Burns

A vision of loveliness
skipping through fields
of clover.

Running to meet with
me,
presenting a beautiful
bouquet.

A lovely flower of spring,
more precious than a rose.

Ever renewing my heart felt
emotions,
touching me like no other.

Inflaming my spirit,
a tender touch of beauty
always proclaiming our
love.

Oh.! face of yesterday

forever appearing before my
eyes,
the love of my life
remaining there forever