Tomorrow The day's of yesterday are gone, No more will they be. Forgotten are the words to a song, The soul was set free. With longing to feel your breath, To see with eyes not crossed. Will always morn the death, Of a time that was lost. Look ahead to see the day, When love will abound. There you will see Renee', Listening to a new sound. Her love will never cease, To exist in your heart. Feelings are not the least, Measured on a chart. Day's of tomorrow are here, take my hand today. Wipe away the tear, That fell for yesterday.
Reason for writing:
My Luv
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