Yesterday was

As you sit and ponder
Do those moments mean anything
They did not , they won't
The time has passed
Yet you seek to rake the past
Does it make you happy
Does it make you sad
It doesn't
It is just a fading memory
It is the ash of the wood
That kept you warm and is of no concern
Such is the past
If you choose to revel in it
You are trying to burn ash to keep warm
Hasn't
Won't