Tomorrow
The blue curtain falls. Shut the pink sky.
The red hibiscus closes its eye.
Moonlight rest bright,
blanket my snow.
All the days I’ve watched turn.
Every moment I have let go.
Time may be quick, but I have hastened my step.
Tomorrow I will be on the starting line.
So fall night,
cease tight.
Wrap your veil around my life,
Till the yellow dawn of a new day.
Copyright © Ann T. | Year Posted 2009
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