Tomorrow maybe

If everything were up to today, would I be proud?

Or would I cower?

I guess that’s the question in the dark hours of the night.

Did today leave legacy for tomorrow?

Can I count today when I was sick and sleeping, as a day that counted?

Probably not.

I want to be present when the light touches Earth.

I want to feel the wind.

I want to be made for greatness.

But, stomach flu and life hits hard sometimes and I can’t be human.

But maybe that’s enough…?

I don’t know how to reconcile a day in bed with a life meant for purpose.

But God!

Still, tomorrow is looming on the horizon. And that’s enough for me to close my eyes and dream of better days.

Tomorrow is such a great promise!

I pray I won’t waste it!

Can we go back?

Can we go back?

To the days we were nothing and nothing mattered.

To the moments when you and I were not thinking so much.

To the moments when here and now was bigger.

I feel a song coming on…

And I know you don’t want to be subject matter.

But I write in the dark when I’m alone with me and you’ve been gone.

And I write because it helps, so forgive me.

This will be a number one hit someday and you can take it all away as being the one I wrote about.

But tonight, I’m alone writing songs in the dark.

And maybe that’s best.

Tomorrow, maybe I’ll sing a love song.

Just sayin’