Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, April 02, 2014

There is no promise of tomorrow.

I hold on to the memories
that bring a smile to my face
and gently warm my heart
each and every day.

I can feel you in the mountains
with their amazing embrace and
in the dark of night when all
the stars are fixed in place.

There is no promise of tomorrow
and so each day I  say to you,
no matter whatever happens,
I will always love you true.


Margie said...

Love this one

Rachel C Miller said...

Ty Margie... Life comes with no guarantee. We have to appreciate, where we are at and what we have. I am tired.