POEMS: “Tomorrow” by Edgar Albert Guest

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“Tomorrow”

He was going to be all that a mortal should be
     Tomorrow.
No one should be kinder or braver than he
     Tomorrow.
A friend who was troubled and weary he knew,
Who’d be glad of a lift and who needed it, too;
On him he would call and see what he could do
     Tomorrow.
Each morning he stacked up the letters he’d write
     Tomorrow.
And thought of the folks he would fill with delight
     Tomorrow.
It was too bad, indeed, he was busy today,
And hadn’t a minute to stop on his way;
More time he would have to give others, he’d say
     Tomorrow.
The greatest of workers this man would have been
     Tomorrow.
The world would have known him, had he ever seen
     Tomorrow.
But the fact is he died and he faded from view,
And all that he left here when living was through
Was a mountain of things he intended to do
     Tomorrow.
by Edgar Albert Guest
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2 Comments Add yours

  1. LindaP says:

    I am so guilty of this! I think most of us are!

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  2. I agree, it’s easy to put things on hold until tomorrow! This poem is a good reminder to live more in the “now”.

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