Queen Bee Confessions

One woman's journey with trying to stay sane in a house with 5 kids and a husband that travels.

Friday, April 06, 2007

Tomorrow

Swimming in tears
Drowning in sorrow
Heart so heavy
Will it lift tomorrow?

Tomorrow comes
Tomorrow goes
Each day passing
Lower are the lows

Surviving in the moment
Nightmares of the past
Wishing for the future
Praying this won't last

A ray of light lifts my sorrow
A dash of hope lightens my tears
Heart becomes a little lighter
So tomorrow I will hold dear.

1 Comments:

At 1:02 PM , Blogger Crista said...

*hugs*

Sending you hopeful vibes, and wishing you a better and brighter day tomorrow...

 

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