Memories Of Tomorrow Poem by Daniel Isaac Gordon

All the things we do today
Will soon be things done yesterday
As all the burdens we now borrow
Will be but grains of sand tomorrow.

All the pain we suffer now
Will soon be washed away somehow
The tears we cry, the hurt and sorrow,
All will leave us by the morrow.

All the sullen steps we take
Giants' footprints do they make
Lift your hearts lest angst might follow
Barging into your tomorrow.

Trials we overcome this hour
Only fill our souls with power
The battles won with might and marrow
Are to be the memories of tomorrow.