Open Poetry #1 |
What will tommorrow bring? |
tulip Member
since 1999-07-04
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Each day is a new day. In the morning, the birds are singing lullabies in my ears. By the afternoon, the heat is sizzling through my skin. In the evening, the sounds of kids fighting echos through my brain. By nighttime, the covers of my bed solemnly hide the stresses of the day. And every day, I hope, that tommorrow I will wake up next to you. Shall we see what tommorrow brings? |
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