Tomorrow\'s window
As i rock in my chair, no light in the roomthe window doors ajar as i peer through
white cotton curtains flap from a humid breeze
turn gold as the sun seeps through with ease
warm light hanging in the evening sky
watching for tomorrow, now, slowly slips by.
Key Words : LIfe, Day, Tomorrow, Sunset
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Thinking about what i\'ll do tomorrow as i watch the sun set.
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