Will tomorrow
ever get here?
I think it
may not come...
For it remains
all elusive,
Despite the
things I've done.
I've
reached and tried to grasp it,
To trap it in my
hands...
Too soon it is
a yesterday,
Regardless of my
plans.
And if by chance
that should all change,
So it could not
escape...
Would it wait
until I slept,
And then slip
out the gate?
If tomorrow had
no choice at all,
Remained
in my control...
A good tomorrow,
I would keep,
Refuse to let
it go.
It matters not
my efforts,
To hold tomorrow
close...
Too
quickly
here, then disappears,
To
become one more ghost.
Tomorrows
are part of forever,
And there
they'll always stay...
Despite the fact
that they slip past,
To become
yesterday.
©10/17/09
Loree (Mason) O'Neil
Midi playing
is: AWAY
