We live our todays as velvet on skin
Embracingly smooth, with ease of fine silk.
Each moment gone drifts into yesterday.
Lives sadden spent dusting future for hope.
The songbird's trill is never tomorrow's.
He sings welcome in moments, timelessly.
We, sailing ferried to friendship and more,
Clasp hands on today and stay heartclose.
Fay Slimm
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/never-tomorrow-s/
