Yesteryears

My eyes glaze over with soft glossy tender tears
As my mind
Yearns back to yesteryears
Then ferocity’s fears floods into
View.
Throbbing fears
That everyone will just simply disappear
And fall through
the thin silk line of time.
Well
even when their gone
I have to still linger on.
So I stroll
All alone
in a sad and solemn tone.