Yesterday Became An Empty Shell

Yesterday, before I found your love, life seemed dim and days grew dull. All I ever did was mope and cry; without true love, I thought that I would die. My future faced each stumble fearlessly, artfully; I was an empty hull. Troubles ripped my soul most every day; lost in your pain, I could never fly. Seemed that problems never found a lull; steadily streaming to my throbbing skull. So, sometimes I’d stop and scream for you, oh, perfect love, the angels sigh. Far beyond all hope is Heaven’s flight from hopelessness to eternity. Away I’d fly, free from the lonely plights; too many nights without love’s band. Now, it seems so very long ago; that time when hope would never grow. It was impossible to understand how your precious love could help me stand. Looks like love came knocking evermore upon loves’ door with her face aglow. As if the dawning light would never come, should life return with one command? Though my days with you by death grew dim, forever love, more than a whim. They're here within my heart and mind to stay, sweet memories of yesterday! Here I dream; kissing your face again, thinking life is grim, oh sweet cherubim. To forever your sweet smiles have flown; I am left all alone; all I do is moan. Stay close, my love, I need you, now. Comfort my dreams; I will not groan. Oh, I know your love could lift this empty shell from the depths of hell. I need you now; please come somehow; I beg you, now…I beg you, now! Believe, and miracles will come your way; that’s what they say the Scriptures tell. In the future life beyond the Vail before our Lord each head shall bow. Yesterday we two walked together cheerfully; but yesterday became an empty shell. Ó January 26, 2014 Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Yesterday's Acrostic Sponsored by: Roy Jerden