Tomorrow Is Only Another Day

A missile gliding into the rain,

A poet shouting the same refrain,

Over and under and

Through the pain,

I hear you, I hear you,

Like a steaming train,

Rattling along, screaming in a rage.

I see what you mean, now,

I mean to say,

But I cannot, because

My soothing days

Are all in the past,

Yes, there they remain.

I leave you, here, now,

I know it’s not quite the same.

I know that I should care,

I know how you sang

Of all that is not right,

And of better days.

So, please forgive me,

That’s what I want to say,

But before I can tell you,

You ask me to stay.

I cannot! I cannot!

I bid you good day.

See you tomorrow,

Is all that I say.

Then you cry,

And that’s all that remains

In my memory,

That’s all I can say.

Good night,

God bless you.

Tomorrow is another day.

I must believe that it’s true.

There is no other way.

I trust you. I want to.

Come out of the grey.

Please, be with me,

Just one more day.

I know how you feel.

Tomorrow is only another day.

Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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