There was a woman named tomorrow

She never lived for today

She thought about the happiness she would attain..

…Tomorrow.

She was familiar with the misery of today

And longed for the day when tomorrow would come

She knew there had to be better days ahead

She just had to get there

Everyday the rain poured down

And she complained and wailed

“When will I get a break?! When will it stop?!”

Sadly one day the woman died

Her life she never lived

She was too busy focusing on what was going wrong

And she never learned to dance in the rain.

 

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