Yesterday is gone
Look forward to tomorrow
Yesterday I had to beg
Today I have to borrow.
Today is gone
Tomorrow is nearing
In hours to come
No judging, no sneering or staring.
I’ll buy myself new clothes
A bag and shoes to match
I look forward to tomorrow
No road to walk or bus catch.
I’m going to spoil myself
It’s what I so deserve
I’m glad I bought that ticket
No more sleeping on the kerb.
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Your poems convey a joie de vivre.