the moon waxes and wanes
as i wait and ponder
what tomorrow holds for me
rags and riches
or riches and rags
it does not matter
tomorrow i will see
tomorrow is the promise
tomorrow is the key
tomorrow will be the day
the sun shines back on me
each morning i awake
and i look to the sea
only to find no ship
in the harbor
waiting for me
so, anxiously
i dwell
upon another morrow
as i wait
for the moon
to climb
out of the sea
Posted: May 21, 2026, 1:21 am