Many Tomorrows
The sight of a sunrise,
A sent of fresh falling dew,
The sun is warming my face,
Now this day is brand new.
Cloud formations are familiar,
Making castles in the sky,
Watching birds singing and soaring,
Raises my spirits uncontrollably.
I’m enjoying this moment,
Before it slips away,
Because there will be many more tomorrows,
But there’s only one today.
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