Before Tomorrow

If I die before tomorrow And we didn't say goodbye , What's the first thing you'd remember What's the last thing you'd deny... Would the secrets kept between us Find its way to someone's ear, Or stay hidden like a thesis Wrote and soaked by all your tears... As our memories commemorate The good times and the bad , It reminds us what to celebrate In the friendship that we had.... But if by chance that we forget To say the things we should , Neither one will hold regret Because we understood.... That if we knew tomorrow Came before our yesterday , We would take the time we borrow And relive it every way... Terry WWW.WhiteLionPoetry.com