Saturday, 16 April 2011


If it were tomorrow, what came before
My life skipped a beat, that day is no more
Where did I go, what did I see
Was it a good day, a good one for me

If I were to wish, for each day to pass
Looking ahead, please go fast
Tomorrow is the new, today is the old
I may pawn it away, my memories sold

If it were tomorrow, today left behind
Was it in vain, was I cruel or kind
Would I be poorer, with yesterday gone
Or simply oblivious, to all I had done

If I were to wish, what would it be
The loss of today, with no memory
Imagine it now, such a beautiful day
Each must be cherished, never sent away

Copyright © 2011 by Mike Sutcliffe

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