Still living for tomorrow,
Not for today? !
So be ready; to count your sorrow
Of losing each day.
Pay in vain each day you are living.
Pen your dreams on a blank paper
And wait,
Till they come true,
Stand in your place
With no move,
With no tread.
But then,
Don’t complain
And just be ready
To count your sorrow
Of losing each day
inas essa
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heading-for-tomorrow/
