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The setting sun and rising moon Bringing about the next day of noon On the brisk cusp of tomorrow Bringing not an ounce of sorrow To the rising sun and oncoming day What joys can I fill with your day The wondrous and sights and sounds Sitting on the brink of tomorrow How can one be sad When one always looks to tomorrow Thinking about the beauty of the day And thinking of days clad in plaid To the long summer days And brisk winter nights Thanks to the gorgeous memories With the promise of more on the morrow To tomorrow Full of promise and joy Full of laughter and the ever beckoning ploy The gift of tomorrow The promise of a more promising horizon
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Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 1:48 PM UTC
Ode to Tomorrow
The setting sun and rising moon Bringing about the next day of noon On the brisk cusp of tomorrow Bringing not an ounce of sorrow To the rising sun and oncoming day What joys can I fill with your day The wondrous and sights and sounds Sitting on the brink of tomorrow How can one be sad When one always looks to tomorrow Thinking about the beauty of the day And thinking of days clad in plaid To the long summer days And brisk winter nights Thanks to the gorgeous memories With the promise of more on the morrow To tomorrow Full of promise and joy Full of laughter and the ever beckoning ploy The gift of tomorrow The promise of a more promising horizon
= ) Im pretty happy with this one.
#happy#sappy#tomorrow#promises#ode#joy
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Samual_Hidden
21/M/Washington
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 1:48 PM UTC
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