In-Between Time Poem by Richard D Remler

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Today is almost over,
And tomorrow isn't here.

There is a softly silvered, biding
Glow of twilight drifting near.

With a tender wisp of coolness
To the waking breeze,

And it dances so serenely
Through these ancient Willow trees.

It is a time in-between
The here along the now.

That fraction of a moment
In-between the here and how.

There is a softly whispered wonder
Of what may come to be

Should she awaken to a sunrise
And set the morning free.

Tomorrow is a Shadow,
Andtoday is but a dream.

An ever silent echo
To the moments in-between.

A hush that touches never
In its pirouetting sigh.

A mystery as fleeting
As a new born babies cry.

Today is nearly over,
And when tomorrow is today,

We'll see the softly moving
Silver glow of twilight fade away.

With a tender wisp of morning dew
To calm the winding air,

When today is finally over,
And tomorrow's everywhere.



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