Maybe Tomorrow

One day, you are going to hug your last hug Given to you by your true love, Then you will kiss your very last kiss Knowing that touch and feeling you'll forever miss. Then you'll hear that someone's voice for the last time Soon it'll be taken away like a tragic crime, But, you'll never know when the last time will be Tomorrow, maybe. What if though if that last hug you were going to hug What if instead it was just a shrug, And what if that very last kiss you received Was just deceived. And what if the last voice you were going to hear Was given without sadness or a tear, And then from them you felt or saw no sadness or sorrow What if now, you were happy to leave tomorrow. One day God and only he knows just when He will bring you home from where you had been, That last hug and kiss that you were given Will only now be remembered by the liven. The next voice that you will hear Will bring you joy and happiness and unfathomed cheer, And even If that last goodbye was not really meant The new hellos will be Godly sent. Randy L. McClave