today

ehhhhhh

River wash the day away

River make it soft as clay.

 

Wind please blow

The day away—

Hammer it down

And make it

Never stay.

 

Blankets warm the day away

Blankets hold me as I pray.

 

Coming to this place,

It’s strange to see,

That this could have been

Today for me.

 

Maybe tomorrow,

Tomorrow, we’ll see.

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[Dressed in Poetry]

I like this! Especially "It's strange to see, / That this could have been / Today for me. / Maybe tomorrow, / Tomorrow, we'll see."