All Her Yesterdays

where did yesterday go…

She wonders where did yesterday go,

it was here, seemed like a moment ago.

the sun was in the sky,

no storm clouds about.

They were gathering,

she just didn’t know,

had no idea –

that he would just disappear.

Was it something she said,

could it have been done differently,

but it was much too late –

it must be her fate.

To go on alone in this life,

hide away her heart,

for she wanted no part,

of another love.

As the sun set low

and twilight turned the sky purple,

it seemed as if long shadowy fingers –

were clutching at her heart.

Another long night,

of wondering and thinking,

watching the red wine,

shimmering in her crystal goblet.

Perhaps somewhere out there,

he might have a change of mind,

but would he find her in time –

would the love still be so fine.

With a sigh and a sip of wine,

she closed the curtains

and began her vigil,

waiting for the new day to dawn.

As the wine slowly numbed her mind,

somewhere between midnight and the early morn,

she heard a car and saw flashing lights,

they had come to tell her he was gone.

Not just from her but from life,

while she was hurting inside,

he had been coming back –

to say that he loved her still.

It was all there they said,

the broken roses and the spilled champagne,

if only fate had not interfered

and that deep ravine.

What had he thought those last seconds,

before the car went tumbling down,

why was life so cruel –

as she placed roses on his grave.

But she knew he was watching

and would be with her,

until they could meet again –

up behind the pearly gates.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

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