For Tomorrow
Treasure your thought’s as gold
For tomorrow they may be stolen
Sip your memories as a fine wine
For tomorrow they may spoil
Record your sight as a well played show
For tomorrow you may be blind
Remember each sound as a orchestra
For tomorrow you may be deaf
Love with the soul and never let go
For tomorrow you may face death
Treat others as if they were you
For tomorrow you may lose them
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2020
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