Tomorrow Becomes Today
The world keeps on spinning, always moving on.
What we have today tomorrow may be gone.
The winds of change are blowing, changing my mind.
As I look once more who knows what I might find.
Time keeps on ticking, another day goes by.
Maybe it’s time to give something new a try?
Nothing remains constant, we just have today.
The world could change if we all do as we say.
It is not always easy but a part of life.
Sometimes it is joy, others it is strife.
I believe we can learn to turn it all around.
You can’t fly, with your feet upon the ground.
Still the world is spinning, leaving the past behind.
We have to do what is right, for all of mankind.
The wind continues blowing now it starts to rain.
It can wash away all sorrow, erasing all the pain.
As the darkness comes it consumes all the light.
With the clouds there are no stars in sight.
I stumble for a moment before I find my way.
I closed my eyes and tomorrow becomes today.
Copyright © Mark Russell | Year Posted 2012
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