Sitting here just wondering
What tomorrow might bring
Will it be a day of sadness
Or a day where I can sing
Or will it be a day
That gives me much to do
That I won't even have time to think
Or spend any time with you
Some days we can't control
The way the day will go
We wake up in the morning
And we never really know
Will today be the best
Of any day I've ever had
Or will it just be a day
That turns out all bed
3-21-17/RjH
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I would like to translate this poem