Plastic Day

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I was sitting with a friend one day when I suddenly asked her, "What do you think tomorrow means?" she had no answer, but instead replied, "Why don't you write a poem about it?"

Submitted: June 26, 2012

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Submitted: June 26, 2012

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Is there really such a thing as Tomorrow? There was yesterday; is today But tomorrow? We always say \"I love ya, tomorrow!\" \"I'll see ya, tomorrow!\" And yet tomorrow is forever running away, Leaving a trail of todays. Just as we think it will appear, Midnight awaited And hand outstretched Tomorrow runs away. And it leaves yet another today.


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