The Key
Today is the key That unlocks tomorrow It cannot be copied It cannot be borrowed It can only be used Turned And approved By the meticulous Hands of time
Today is the key That unlocks tomorrow It cannot be copied It cannot be borrowed It can only be used Turned And approved By the meticulous Hands of time
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
Hopeful blossoms Are beautiful today; What they’ll be tomorrow Patience and time will say. With a little help from: Sunshine rays Rainy days And kisses from bees in a pollen daze, Hopeful blossoms Will become Tomorrow’s sweet strawberries.
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