TOMORROWS


If I should never wake again
If morning never dawns
Think not of me with sadness
My God will lead me home

If I should never feel the sun
Beaming warmly on my face
Give my eyes to a blind man
So he might see sunsets and lace

If I should never love again
Or hold a baby to my chest
Give my heart to another soul
Put his pain and suffering to rest

I give the gift of life
With a little help from above
Rainbows and tomorrows
My final gift of Love


Written by:
Mary Dougherty

Poetry and Prose
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