Tomorrow arrives after today I heard someone say noon will happen After the morning and then there will Come a time called the afternoon Today will be history and I won’t have time To re live it. I can’t get back that view of the Tree tops that I didn’t capture in a photograph Or those opportunities to sound and act upbeat And confident like my life is all okay I missed them all I just sat there like my face was Part of a life drawing class and the movement Would destroy everyone’s masterpieces Today is the last day before tomorrow’s day I don’t know whether to thank or to hide life Either way tomorrow arrives after today