Maybe Tomorrow

Posted on June 1, 2020 by admin

 

MAYBE TOMORROW

H. W. Bryce

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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From my blog Jan 29, 2016

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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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