What will tomorrow bring?

Will it bring the rains?

And will there be pain?

Will it leave a strain?


To see the future.

I betcha, it’s gonna be,

Super Duper!

This rhyme’s gotta stop.

Getting stopped by the clock.

Not enough time, 

robbed of my life, 

right in my prime.

When will I be home?

How are things going to be better for tomorrow?

If we don’t start fixing things today?

This is so random.

Now it’s time to abandon,

This rhyme.

That has gotten away from me.

Bye bye for now God bless and keep you.

Till we meet in God’s Sheep hold.

Published by jenthefair

Go to my "this is me" section. You will read more than you ever wanted to know about me.

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