Living For Tomorrow

I've lived for tomorrow
all of my life
filling the present
with worry & strife;
borrowing trouble,
expecting the worst,
destined for failure
right at the first.
'The Free Man'
Joseph Wayne Freeman

by joseph freeman

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Awesome write. Lovely
An ode to death, or perhaps the fear - or more like the angst of death - A piano teacher told me that there are no 'wrong' keys on the piano.... True that. But some are all-together shrill and certainly disproportionate when played together or in sequence. And then there are those like this poem - resting in absolute and synchronous perfection.....