Poem: “Tomorrow”

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Tomorrow

The morning comes swift and bright
And sleep is fleeting as a bird in flight

So take your rest while you can
While the silver moon sails silent over land

Worry not over what you should have done
Over what lies unfinished or unbegun

The day once passed shall not return
And worry will not one minute earn

Regret will not one hour buy
Of the sun’s swift passage through the sky

Wishing will not do deeds undone
Nor longing sing songs unsung

So when the day has breathed its last
Set not your gaze upon the past

Let it go, for it is gone
Look instead to the dawn

Jake Frost

 

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About Author

Jake Frost is the author of Catholic Dad, (Mostly) Funny Stories of Faith, Family and Fatherhood to Encourage and Inspire, a $0.99 e-book on Amazon. He is a lawyer in hiatus, having temporarily traded diapers for depositions and kitchens for court rooms to care for his pre-school aged children. He comes from a large family in a small town of the Midwest, and lives near the Mississippi River with his wife and kids.