Tomorrow
is but a thought, an idea should one
imagine
it today.
Tomorrow,
as the river flows, as the wind blows,
as
the crow flies, shot straight as an arrow on
target
making its way.
Tomorrow,
there shall be decisions to make, new
revelations,
old considerations, puzzle pieces perhaps
put into place.
put into place.
Tomorrow
is the untouchable today, 24-hours
and
one rotation of Earth with you standing in place.
Tomorrow,
yet another awakening sunrise from today.
In
the time it takes, today, but a memory, fades away
into
yesterday.
Chris
Hanch 7-31-19
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