Is it Tomorrow?

Can it ever be tomorrow,
Or will it always be today?
Is it like, “Are we there yet?”
Which kids in back seats always say?

Time is always moving
But in just a forward way.
There is no use for reproving
Since there’s no chance we can replay.

So leave behind disgust
Yesterdays are past
Let regret be covered by the dust
Or our now will pass too fast.

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