Tomorrow's Future Poem by Alex McCullough
Tomorrow's Future
The morning comes shortest before the dawn,
Shining its eyes onto the traces of dusk,
Struggling so hard to keep these memories,
From drifting off into the darkness beyond the night.
A sign which signals all the hearts,
To gather as one,
And show us the true path to tomorrow.
Maybe it'll capture our hearts,
In the deceit of our dreams,
Or in wishes pure as new snow,
That still is unknown.
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