The day bygone

I looked all around.

Shook the bedcovers.

Toppled the pillows.

Went down on my knees

and searched underneath the bed.

Switched on the flashlight

and checked all the toe-spaces.

Even the cabinets and wardrobes,

turned them topsy-turvy.

Emptied the drawers.

Ah! And stacked them again.

Explored all nooks,

every spot that I could think of.

Went around the house,

rummaging, seeking, failing, retrying.

You see, I had lost the day-bygone.

And I sought it now.

But all this search

and I still could not find my yesterday.

And at the eventide,

I realised,

I had lost my today as well.

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