Yesterday's Love Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Expansive desires beginning on borders of yesterday, taking hold and securing motions on their way to yesterday's love.
Tackling problems, missing the point aimlessly, as yet again, life takes a turn for the worse.
Yelling past cloudy curtains, looking into rooms of yellowed lace, wishing to find some semblance of old times from the past.
Waving magically as twilight hangs itself in starlit skies above, leading others to distant thoughts of wisdom on dusty trails of old.
Believing in unfounded visions, taking care to pray in silent moments of remembrance.