Tomorrow

tomorrow I may fly or soar
with arms outstretched
to catch the sun and wind

they'll tickle and I will laugh
the clouds could laugh with me
if they weren't so busy
they'd pass me to drift far
to their next appointment.

this is what I will do tomorrow
today
I will lie down
and not move
I'll just wait
for eternity to lift me up
and hold me close.

©Paul Gilbert

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