Tommorow Is the First Day of My Life
Tomorrow is the first day of my life
Today is the last
For I shed all of my past
Hopes, fear, dreams are cast
Aside
My pride...
Are gone
My hear t was broken
No words are spoken,
Just tears and sighs
Where and why’s?
Silently
Are shed
No more, the joy of waking up
A tender kiss, a morning cup
Of sweetness, honey filled lips
Fluttering eyes and fingertips
Gentle caress
Bodies press
No more...
But life goes on
New wars are won
I face the world anew.
This much is true
My world
My life
Reborn...
Copyright © Joan Warburton | Year Posted 2010
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