meeting tomorrow by: e.l.
Will you ever come as I sit awaiting that day
Yes my official proposal down on my knee
your hands extend suspended towards me
Smiling while contemplating the perfect words to say
Assuredly sprung like the flowers in may
yesterdays today set its tomorrow’s presence.
Yet nowhere to be found can't understand her hesitance.
My tomorrow never comes that's my dismay.
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