I worried about tomorrow
And dwelled on yesterday,
And with my mind thus occupied
I missed out on today.
And dwelled on yesterday,
And with my mind thus occupied
I missed out on today.
My heart focused on my sorrows,
Those things of yesterday,
And my vision of tomorrow…
I painted shades of gray.
Those things of yesterday,
And my vision of tomorrow…
I painted shades of gray.
In the sky were painted rainbows
Which I had failed to see;
For I worried about tomorrow
And that day blinded me.
Which I had failed to see;
For I worried about tomorrow
And that day blinded me.
Each time I saw tomorrow come
It turned into today
And I faced one more tomorrow
And missed today that way.
It turned into today
And I faced one more tomorrow
And missed today that way.
When I revived my yesterdays
I shook the deadened bones
And let them block the sun today
Beneath these planted stones.
I shook the deadened bones
And let them block the sun today
Beneath these planted stones.
Today, alone, is mine to hold,
But only for a time
And today’s unnoticed rainbow…
May be last God gives to me.
But only for a time
And today’s unnoticed rainbow…
May be last God gives to me.
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