Looking at life in all, from Montreal.

The thoughts of tomorrow are becoming persistent in my mind.
To find a one of a kind, a "rare" if you will.
Something that I have been longing for as trees stood still.
That this tomorrow will satisfy this expectation I have made today.
Hard to say, I won't know till tomorrow.
No time machine to be borrowed or stolen as my heart was since yesterday.
That's why I look forward to tomorrow, because of today I grew such sorrow.
Plans to meet with tomorrow are only a day away.
I shall express my love to tomorrow and I will say,
"No matter what happens I will love you even as you turn into yesterday
or the day before. The memory of this time we shared is mine forever more."
Twelve hours have passed and now today is half yesterday.
With half tomorrow looming, I ask myself, "What will the day ahead bring?"

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