Tomorrow

Today, i couldn’t reach my destination,
I had wandered away from the path;
I had been led astray by the glittering non-
essentials,
And now i’m stuck and clueless, in the gathering
night.
But tomorrow, with its promise of sunlight,
Holds an assurance of a journey completed.

Today, i failed to shine,
And lighten the world-
Giving the next man the inspiration to brighten his
own corner;
Today, i neglected the one thing that was essential-
love.
As i look back with dismay,
I realize with a heart full of gratitude:
I had one more gift-
Tomorrow- to make things right.

Today, i failed; tomorrow i’ll succeed,
Today is marred by my actions,
Tomorrow is a fresh lump to be molded into
greatness;
Today, i wished i had not been born,
Tomorrow i’ll be immortalized.
Tomorrow, a day of hope and better things awaits,
I’ll rise and meet it with gladness;
For tomorrow i’ll shine.

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3 Comments Add yours

  1. Yemie says:

    Tomorrow’s not promised to any man, what if tomorrow never comes and then what? We should strive to do what we must today because tomorrow’s not guaranteed. This poem allows for a sober reflection to correct the wrongs of yesterday, if one’s favoured to see today or tomorrow. Lovely piece, kudos!

    1. topazo says:

      Tomorrow, is what gives us hope. When we fail today, we do not give up, we hope that with the gift of another chance- we would make it right.
      Without the hope of tomorrow, there would be nothing to look forward to.
      Thanks for dropping by

  2. Walt Shakes says:

    Tomorrow…another chance to make right all the things we did wrong today.

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