We planned so much for yesterday

And now it’s all for naught

For yesterday was supposed to be

The day that we all sought.

And so it is with our yesterdays

When tomorrow was supposed to be

The day we found our happiness

But now it’s so plain to see.

When yesterday was all over

T’was such a lovely dream

The rivers and rill and daffodils

A walk by the old mill streams.

So let us remember and ponder

And think of our yesterdays

As opportunities that’s passing