Tomorrow

Tomorrow I will find my spark
in the first coffee of the day.
Stir in some joy with my milk
and look out at the velvet sky.
Tomorrow I will find comfort
in runny eggs and crispy bacon
and the feeling a full tummy provides.
Tomorrow I will keep on writing,
turn pen strokes into paragraphs
and begin another month with words
that call to the future and remember the past.
Tomorrow when the sun is low
and my eyes begin to blur,
I will plan for the day that tomorrow will bring.
And while I may not know
if it will be full of laughter or tears
or even if I’ll be there to greet it,
tomorrow will come.