If tomarrow is the future we seek
Why wasn't yesterday the future to keep
They say the river run deep
So do I when I sleep
I hit a bump on the road,stubbed my toe
When I fell I saved my nose
Should I see a doctor, or a nurse
I'll pick the one who won't lighten my purse
Running from the past I'm free at last
Yet my breathing has left me agast
If I fell into a well and screamed for help
Would they send a rope down made of swirling kelp
If these words I've penned from dreams remembered
Would they be famous or tossed in the embers