Where Have All The Yesterdays Gone?
Do They Mingle Among Beds Of Flowers,
Or Do They Hide In The Saltiest Of Seas?
Do They Soar Upon A Raven's Wing,
Or Dance With The Honey Bees?
Do They Trudge Along A Rugged Trail,
Or Are They A Whisper In The Breeze?
I Intend On Finding Them,
For They Hold You And Me.