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... Continue Reading →
A ghostly past that whispers her name Careful not to shout too loud For it knows how easily she’s spooked By the shadows in the dark Are they real or the secret part of her psyche That she tries to... Continue Reading →
Gypsy Aurora Musings 