Though he knows not what Tomorrow brings A joyful tune The songbird sings If not for him If not for her Perhaps, for some It will deeply stir A dormant wish In a sleeping soul Of a tomorrow That will not stay That’s, instead, the start of Better days
The Mayflies disrupt The sleeping dog As the sun parts The stubborn fog Two nuisances aside No better day We’ll ever find
Under an umbrella Feet can still get wet From puddles that haven’t Evaporated yet So, step wisely Hold your head up high Behind that umbrella Is a clearing sky Behind that umbrella The sun’s about to shine
Today, the air Shared a promise Whispered sweetly Straightforward and honest “There are better days to come.”
Jessica M. Collette 
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