A New Tomarrow

My Yesterdays are all used up
My golden years are past,
The end is near yesterday
Was mine, as gone not to last,
I can only reminisce,

At my age a few tomorrows,
I cannot go back as the years are few,

Each day now seems the same, gone
So fast, yet so much awaits me as a
New day in its path.

For some to get the flu,
Some happiness in the newborn
Some to witness their last day,
As they began eternal life anew. (Heaven)

So, be happy in this day for it is not for
Me to say,

For there will be no sorrow,
As we look forward to tomorrow.

Written by Charles Garcia
, December 12,2005

by Charles Garcia

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Comments (4)

Nice twist!
Past, present and future, wonderful poem Charles. I look forward to tomorrow which brings a brand new day with much happiness in it's path Closing the door here on earth is just fine, moving on opening the door to everlasting life is awesome, I speak of it as if I know already and I believe I do, I feel it. I love your marvelous poem Charles.---Melvina---
My Yesterdays are all used up My golden years are past, The end is near yesterday Was mine, as gone not to last, I can only reminisce, At my age a few tomorrows, I cannot go back as the years are few, Each day now seems the same, gone So fast, yet so much awaits me as a New day in its path. now your hand is vigorous and hearty
Lovely poem merging yesterday's, today's and tomorrows