Home is Yesterday

That feeling of wet grass on your feet.

That smell you don't know but clearly remember.

That one breeze in August.

Sometimes we wish we could go back to what was. Even though we know we can't.

Sometimes good things fall apart, so better things can come together.

This piece is dedicated to Kyla: a dear friend whom I wish I knew sooner.

Home is Yesterday is a short, simple piece that will fit well in any program!