Tomorrow

Good Friends: This is a Solo 12 Verse Junicho Renga: Tomorrow Darkness slowly fades The crisp air of the morning Daylight Savings Time A few plum blossoms remain After many days of rain The fields of sown grain A gift from heaven and earth In the setting sun After all the work is done The harvest festival dance A child's furtive glance From underneath the table He should be in bed "I have decided instead To look for another job." She grabs the doorknob But quickly changes her mind And decides to stay It seems there are many ways Alternatives are not clear The fresh snow adheres To the kitchen window panes While drying dishes His mind wanders, he wishes That their life was more secure No one knows for sure What tomorrow has in store -- Sounds of a warm night The room, drenched in moonlight, Windows open to the wind