Is it Here Yet
Just a single week from now today will be a week ago,
By the time that tomorrow’s today we’ll be on the way you know.
Then yesterday will be two days ago and today will be yesterday,
And two days from now will be tomorrow at least that’s what they say.
Before you know it the time will pass don’t say there was no warning,
Pretty soon we will all wake up and it will finally be Christmas morning.
But why does it have to take so long and why do the days grow longer?
Why does each passing minute make the anticipation that much stronger?
I wish that there was a way to make Christmas come today,
But then I guess all I’d really be doing is wishing my life away.
Copyright © Tony Lane | Year Posted 2011
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