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Tomorrow Means Nothing
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Before love On the sandy shore
Beside the mirror lake
Last evening
sitting
waiting for the sunset.
A sweet soldier came
and sat beside me.
"I'm on leave tonight,"
he spoke.
"Tomorrow means nothing tonight."
Colors streaked the sky
and he whispered his screts
which I vowed never to tell.
I fell asleep
on the sand
as the light left the sky.
I awoke alone this morn
with the sunrise.
I sit tonight,
on the sandy shore
thinking not of the sunset
but the soldier.
Where is he tonight?
On leave maybe
upon another shore
whispering to another,
"Tomorrow means nothing tonight" ?
He was right.
Tomorrow does mean nothing
It is yesterday
which haunts me still.
