"And all the emptiness of that long time?
It never was, my love--it was yesterday we met.

We parted yesterday, to meet to-day.

Say it was yesterday--the little word can undo seven years." "It seems like yesterday," he answered.
"Indeed, I can almost think so, now, for it was all night between.
But not quite dark, as night is sometimes.

It was a night full of stars--each star was a thought of you, that burned softly and showed me where heaven was.

And darkest night, they say, means coming morning--so when the stars went out I knew the sun must rise." The words fell from her lips naturally.