If tomorrow doesn't come
And today was our last
I would stand in the grass
With bare feet even in mud
Turn my face up to the sun
To absorb all the warmth
That it brings to my heart
Which got lost in mundane life
If tomorrow doesn't come
And my choice for the now
Is to love or to cry
I would have no wasteful time
To shrivel up at past slights
Nor to plan vengeful acts
That would cut you down to size
To exact your pain, my prize
If tomorrow doesn't come
Then that argument last night
On the whys and the ifs
Of the whats and the whens
With the whos and the wheres
Will be too much time spent
On hollow hours thrown at swine
Digging holes in each other's minds
If tomorrow doesn't come
I would lift my song to Christ
Not through magic performing priests
Who feed the eyes and drain the heart
But be gentle and be kind
To my neighbour on my side
Who is tangible and blind
To all things but his plight
If tomorrow doesn't come
I would relish in the minds
Of my babies and their plans
Of their simple grateful joy
To be part of this earth
It's abundance and great girth
Why the grass was not made blue
And why Pluto came unglued
If tomorrow doesn't come
Let me honour you, my love
Let us dance under the stars
And sway as one as only we can
To the gentle melody of time
Drink another glass of wine
As we lie and count the stars
And be grateful for our now
If tomorrow doesn't come
I am content and not contrite
For right here, this moment, now
I have lived an awesome life
Fuller than one in all of time
Full of love and joy and heart
If tomorrow doesn't come
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