ronbliss

Tomorrow, when you wake up,
And you see my empty chair,
I know that you will feel alone,
You’ll sense that I’m not there,
You’ll feel I’ve gone, that I’ve moved on,
But Dear, it isn’t true,
For tomorrow when you wake up,
I will still be there with you.

Tomorrow, when you breakfast,
And you make just half as much,
Reach out with heart, with mind and soul,
And feel a tender touch,
Tomorrow when you start your day,
Please know that I am there,
For in your heart I really am,
I’m with you everywhere.

Tomorrow, when you travel through,
Your busy, tiresome day,
I’m there with you, in all you do,
As you go on your way,
Tomorrow, when you dim the light;
Then say your nightly prayers,
I will abide, there at your side
To share your worldly cares.

Someday, when you have uttered all,
Your farewells and goodbyes,
When those you love stand all about
With naught but tearful eyes,
When you have crossed that threshold that,
Leads to eternity,
Tomorrow will be yesterday,
And you’ll be here with me.

sage

Ron this is lovely...a tribute to the one you love, filled with rich imagery, well-orchestrated rhyme and flow...great piece!

write on,
sage

ronbliss

your words are very kind and generous. thank you.
Ron

sage

you are so welcome and I look for more of your work...

write on,
sage

PaintedDiary

Dear Ron,

This was simply exquisite. You have filled the affective domain of my brain with some lovely images. Well executed, balanced, and beautiful. I look forward to reading more of your work. Thank you for sharing this with us.

Painted

ronbliss

Come on now.... I am about to get a swelled head with all your flattery. Then if I get a hat for Christmas it will not fit me.
Ron