Tomorrow

For those who try. And try. And try...

Tomorrow

 

 

Tomorrow, I'll be ready.

I'll be happy.

I'll be able to sleep without shaking.

 

Tomorrow is a place brand new.

It is filled with color,

And smiling, and peace.

It is a place unknown by fear, by doubt,

By hate.

 

I will be happy there.

I will know love

And treat everyone with it.

 

Tomorrow will arrive.

All I need do is fix today

And it can be mine.

 

Tomorrow will arrive.

 

And so will I.

 

 

Walker Kornfeld

11/10

 

 

Reviews

[CryOutMercy]

I am especially fond of this one. I thought the second and third stanzas smacked of sarcasm, at first, but I probably brought some preconceived notions to the table. The entire back half of this poem is profound - it could almost be its own poem of hope: Tomorrow will arrive/ All I need do is fix today/ and it can be mine. // Tomorrow will arrive. // And so will I.

Or, as a wise lady once said to me, so often (which I later learned to be Biblical): "And this, too, shall pass."

What I especially like, and what changes the poem, is the line, "All I need do is fix today." That's the problem - 'today' cannot always be fixed. Sometimes, tomorrow never comes... we just keep living the same day, over and over. I refuse.

[Ancient My Enemy]

Thanks, Mercy. I agree about today. But I try to remember that each today is a brand new chance to fix it, and thereby, tomorrow.