Tomorrow

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He sits in the same place
Sadness etched on his face
Wooly covering his head
Eyes looking dead into the sky
Wondering why
He cannot fly
Above the plight he’s facing
The storm he’s weathering
Sunshine or rain
No end to this pain
If only he knew
Just what he could do
To make it through
To another day
Get away from yesterday
Today he prays for tomorrow

© Copyright 2013, Darell J Philip

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