Tomorrow

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Tomorrow I rise to face the morning sun and start out on my way. Quietly reminding me I'm not going to cry today. Memories and thoughts of you go racing through my head. Once again the emptiness from your side of the bed. Holding it together as my soul gets ripped in two. I try like hell to get my mind off of my missing you. I brush my teeth and slowly dress and then I comb my hair. I see in my mirror there sits your empty chair. Struggling now to fight the tears but there's no use in trying. Finally I surrender and I find that I am crying. Maybe one day down the road will be the ending to my sorrow. Today, my best not good enough so I'll try again tomorrow. Edwin C Hofert

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Nandita Das

Date: 5/16/2015 9:48:00 PM

You portray these emotions of a breakdown in relationship so well. Love the rhymes and style of your writes...7

Edwin Hofert
Date: 5/17/2015 6:23:00 AM

Thank you Nandita!!! Much love to you today! I hope you're having a great weekend. Ed

Jan Allison

Date: 5/16/2015 7:34:00 PM

oh Edwin this is beautifully penned but oh so sad - when someone departs from our life for whatever reason the void is enormous - i am sure many of us can relate to your words:-( Hugs from across the ocean:-) Jan xx

Jan Allison
Date: 5/17/2015 3:31:00 AM

I will drop by Edwin - what a wonderful thing to do to write for other people I am sure they get comfort from your supporting words. hugs from across the ocean your 'fiend' Jan xx

Edwin Hofert
Date: 5/16/2015 7:45:00 PM

Jan. I have a face book fan page called Heart Whisperer Ed Hofert. I have people that follow my poetry literally from around the world. Not bragging. But Often I get requests for poems from people asking me to put their emotions to poetry. I do my best but honestly. I think sometimes they live the poems. All I do is make the rhyme. :) Hugs my dear friend. Or is it fiend? :) <3