Tomorrow

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

Poetryman

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