As the day ends And I lay here in bed my mind wonders once again I think about things I did I think about things I said I think about things I seen I think about things tomorrow may bring
Will it bring joy? Will it bring anger? Will it bring pain? Will it bring sorrow? Or maybe I’ll lay in bed thinking again of tomorrow
What if tomorrow brought my end Then I wonder what things I’ll be thinking of then Will it be regret? Will it be content? Will it be something I forget?
And if I forget Was it important to figure it then? Or maybe I should think of something else instead?
Maybe of food Or maybe I’m full Maybe of fun Or maybe something dull
Maybe a tune or a sweet lullaby To put me to rest and ease my mind Maybe I’ll stop Maybe I’ll close my eyes Maybe I’ll stop thinking altogether At least till next time Maybe no next time Maybe this is just it As the day ends And I lay here in bed…
When I think of what tomorrow brings
Am I thinking of one too many things?
In a comfortable place my head I lay
I should be grateful for this
And the simple things anyway
If thinking of what tomorrow brings
Is thinking of one too many things
Then I shall think of what I did today
Did it matter, if not to me,
Then to someone else anyway?
Looking back on how this day had begun
Have I made a difference to anyone?
Well, I must have faith
And Remember to pray
And to thank the Lord for my waking to face each new day
This I’m sure will start tomorrows off right anyway
– By My Son, Auroiah B. Morgan, and me, Sheryl K. Platzer-Sartin
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