No Guaranteed Tomorrows
When tomorrow
Is not
Guaranteed
And our
Yesterdays are
All but gone
Then welcome
To today
My friend ..
Let us embrace
Them
One and all
Yes, every single
Bloomin one ..
Let us celebrate
And mark
The newness
Of now
The sheer and
The utter
Unexploredness
Of it …
Yes, let us do
Precisely that
While still
So very young
And aching,
To be found,
To be touched
That is ..
And so much more
Who knows ..
Today
In the good old
Here and now
Filled
To the very point
Of overflow
Where uncertainty
And awkward
Moments reign
Supreme, pristine
And unsullied
Waiting
To be taken
Like wild fruit ..
Enjoyed
But not forsaken
And to
Glisten in the sun
On the
Highest branches
Of those
Wax leafed trees ..
Now though,
You are so very gone
But yet ..
I still think of you
And often ..
Indeed, I thank thee
Too and truly,
Oh’ so very, very
Much
For all those
Yesterday’s we
Shared
For everything,
In fact
Despite there being
No guaranteed tomorrows ..