yesterday

 was loves yesterday  
Still there for me?
Like a little green rose seed
Who wanted to flee
That little green rose seed  
Means so much to me...
As i sit by the river  
My eyes look about
In hopes of ever seeing  
That dear little sprout
Her thorns may be many  
Her troubles not few..
Yet ..beauty.. is what I see
Maybe I'm a fool to wait this long..
Yet if I leave  
Then surely it'd never be.
Her love so precious to me
I dream of the places we've both yet to see.. as side by side we both get to be..
Over mountains through valleys to wide open seas past desserts to where horses run free..