Tomorrow

TOMORROW


Doctor, Doctor doing your best,
Am I going to die, or just need rest.
The pills you gave me are having fun'
Chasing each other round my tum'.
From what I ail can I pass it on,
Or with T.L.C. will it soon be gone.
I promise to do what ever you say'
But it seems as though it just won't go away.
And though I sit here full of sorrow.
Because of you, I know there will be another
                 TOMORROW.


                                            NJR
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Agustin Avatar
November 29, 2025 at 3:50 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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January 30, 2016 at 7:18 PM
Norman, A great pleasure to find and read your pen today. Love -- SKAT --
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