Perhaps Tomorrow
Although each day.. I walk confused..
up set.. a wreck.. from don't and do's
and if's.. and but.. and mostly.. how's..
upset plans.. and broken vows..
Somehow.. somewhere.. within I'll find
among the shadows.. of my mind..
a way to drownd.. all of my sorrow..
and find some peace.. perhaps tomorrow.
by Ruth Ann Christopher
I dedicate this poem and this book to
you Billie-Jo... My little Sailor. Navy Blue Angel
(May you always find peace within.. and
never have to wait until tomorrow).
I love you Billie-Jo.
Reason for writing:
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Birth sign: Pisces
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