Poetry

5319

Tomorrow we will all get up

And go about our days like normal

Tomorrow the sun will shine

And spring will once again attempt

To show us hope and life.

 

Tomorrow the Twitter wars will rage

And someone on Facebook will ask 

For recommendations to a restaurant.

 

Tomorrow the farmer’s market will open

And the cars will race 

to their Saturday destinations

Tomorrow the world will know what I do now.

 

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