Maybe Tomorrow

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Maybe Tomorrow

She wants to go somewhere at sundown
A He Said, She Said episode

(And a song)

Maybe Tomorrow

She said I want to go home
He said But you are home
She said No. I don’t like this hotel
He said Hotel? This IS home
She said No, I have to go home
He said No, wait. Don’t go out there, you don’t even have a jacket on and it’s chilly out there
She said I need to check the stove
He said Stove? What’s wrong with the stove?
She saiid I’m afraid I left it on
He said Come back in. We’ll check it
She said I’m afraid I left in on
He said No you didn’t
She said I have to check it
He said Okay, here. Come on. Look, the stove is all turned off
She said Not that stove. The stove at home
He said But this is the stove at home. This is home
She said No. It isn’t

He looked at her. He looked her in the eye. Her eye was wild, her body language was frantic. What to do? Then it dawned on him.

He said Where are you, Love?
She said I’m here and I need to be there
He said Where is there?
She said England, of course. I have to get there
He said Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I get it.
She said Can we go? Now? Will you help me?
He said I’ll help you. But we’ve missed the bus to the airport.
Maybe tomorrow, okay?
She said But—But—
He said Tell you what. I’ll phone home for you, all right? I’ll ask about the stove
She said Yes

He dials a number on the phone.

He said Hello? Is this *Her* house? It is? Look, could you do me a favour and check the stove. *She* thinks she may have left the burners on. Yes, I’ll wait. (to Her) She’s checking, Love. It’ll be all right …Hello? The stove is all shut off? Good. Thank you.

He hangs up.

He said It’s all right, Love, the stove is all shut off
She said But I have to make sure
He said It’s okay now. The stove is safe. Okay?
She said Okay. But I want to go home
He said Okay, Love. Maybe tomorrow. We’ll check tomorrow. Okay?
She said Okay. Promise?
He said I promise
She said Keep your promise?
He said Keep my promise
She said Okay then. But we mustn’t be late
He said Okay. Why don’t we put your jewellery away now? We don’t want to lose it
She said Okay

 

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Maybe Tomorrow

Maybe tomorrow, things will be all right,
Maybe tomorrow my sun will be bright,
Maybe tomorrow will shine upon me
And sorrow, sad sorrow, will set     me     free.

I will remember the way that things were,
The good times, the glad times,
The times when we laughed,
And the bad times will fade like a hazy old blur.

I want to forget all the pain of today,
It’s no good now the way that things are,
I want to be far, oh so far from the here,
I want the pain to be gone and some bliss here to stay.

Maybe tomorrow we’ll find Paradise,
Maybe tomorrow we’ll live out our dream
And life will become all peaches and cream,
And peace will come with the toss of the dice.

Maybe tomorrow, all things will be all right.
Maybe tomorrow my sun will be bright,
Maybe tomorrow will shine upon me,
And sorrow, sad sorrow, will set     me     free.

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Judge at 6th Rabindrinath Tagore Awards - International - English Poetry Contest Author of Ann, A Tribute, and Chasing a Butterfly, A story of love and loss to Acceptance with the poetry of Alzheimer's and poetry for everybody. Appears in anthologies in Canada, US, India, Mexico and Bolivia. Poetry in Ekphrastic Review and NWriteers International Networeworld Review. Member of Federation of BC Wrters, Royal City Literary Society, and Holy Wow Poets Canada. Member Writers International Network: Distinguished Poet, Distinguished writer.
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