Tomorrow Poem by John Florio

Every today has its tomorrow,
and tomorrow is a new day;
But I won't be in your morrow,
as I've made a pledge today.

Tonight has started to descend,
after the sun set over the hill;
Our memories in mind will end,
during tonight, dark and still.

Tomorrow will start without me,
and you won't see me again;
From now, you are entirely free,
I don't wanna cause you pain.

If you ever remember my love,
bear in mind that it's gone;
In a gorge, you gave it a shove,
thence it can never return.