To-morrow! Ah, To-morrow is a dream.
It is another name for rainbow gold,
The dancing mirage none may ever reach-
It is the hidden house of Hope grown old.
Nay, sigh not for To-morrow, Best-Belov’d,
When every hour To-day is filled with sweet:
Look up and see the leaves above your head.
Look down and see the flowers about your feet.
To-day we are together, Best-Belov’d,
Take hands with me, be glad, and wear your crown.
We will go royally about the world
And sow the seeds of gladness up and down.
To-morrow. Ah, To-morrow is a dream
Holding a secret it will ever keep.
Then live To-day, for soon the night will come
And close our eyes into unwilling sleep.
(Ethel Clifford)
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