Tomorrow's Cupcake
It’s my shield of glass,
Seen through and yes unseen.
Entombed by it and more
At bay it keeps the green.
No sand to hold my steps,
Just a mask to stop the strain.
Sheltered from you and more
Reflecting off the pane.
A note, a tune, a song
And others like these three.
Do daily strike a chord
And spark my memory
I’ll keep the window clean
While hoping you do too
And long onto tomorrow’s day
For a cupcake lunch with you.
Copyright © Jerry Hackett | Year Posted 2020
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