The Unexpected

Things that belong to yesterday
are a fading memory of time,
Things that belong to tomorrow
await me in the steady climb.

People that stand behind me
are the ones that made me obstinate,
the ones who anticipate my soul
are the lanterns of my fate.

I apologize for any wrongdoing and hurt
because of the pits of my rage.
I shall always admire the gifts you give
in the audience of my stage.

If tomorrow shall never come
for God never made the guarantee,
I want the ones I love and cherish
to know they're a treasure in me.

Tonight, I lie awake with exploding dreams,
knowing God could make the call,
I send my love to each of you tonight
as the curtain soon shall fall.

Heather M Craig

*I really don't know what I was feeling tonight, the poem is based on "tommorrow is never promised" and I was living the poem out like it was my last...hope you understand it =) *