What will I do tomorrow?
\nThis day is full,
\npeeling potatoes,
\npaying the bills.
\nI watch the sky
\nfalling through the window
\nwith the advancing colors of fall,
\nbut there\u2019s only a moment
\nto appreciate the display.
\nLife\u2019s work demands my attention.
\nNo time to sing a favorite tune.
\nLike a sailboat
\nto go past its jetty
\nand bounce for a time
\non the outward waves.<\/p>\n
Tomorrow is different.
\nFree to what passes by.
\nA track that runs
\nthrough the woods and fields.
\nA sip of new cider.
\nReading about white winter
\non the slopes in a few weeks.
\nTaking a walk
\nand listening to the football
\nand soccer games being played.
\nIt\u2019s a gift to understand time.
\nOf using life and flying kites.
\nOf letting things happen,
\nand following
\nthe compass of the sun.
\nOf laying my head
\nnext to Mary when I retire,
\nand say at day\u2019s end.
\nWell done.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
What will I do tomorrow? This day is full, peeling potatoes, paying the bills. I watch the sky falling through the window with the advancing…<\/p>\n