Ode to Tomorrow

If eternal sleep has conquered all

When tomorrow knocks my door

Climb in through the window like old times

When we were five and four

Look through our childhood treasures

Take what truly belongs to you

And for good measure some of mine

To relive the memories all anew

Shattered and Misty Window Panes

A single star in a pitch black sky

A hundred moves to cover a lie

A dying breeze on a selfish day

A crystal slipper thrown away

A thousand stones not skipped upon

Despairing eyes turning to a blinding dawn

Unkempt streets and dusty lanes

Shattered and misty window panes

A million stars there used to be

Apples and peaches on every tree

Miles away down a dusty road

Where the streets and lanes yet still glowed

His violet eyes could still perceive

He was once a believer, keen to believe

He used to have a pet at home

Based on which is this little poem

But one day he thought to try and see

How it would feel to set it free

He watched it fly fast and afar

He had given in, left the door ajar

You see, reader, he was miserable that day

For he had opened his window and given away

What one should hold onto through thick and thin

What keeps us away from sorrow and sin

His pet was one to be tied with ropes

For it flies away and you cannot grope

For you see young reader, his pet had a name

And it’s purpose of existence was always the same

Once you lose it, you’re sure to mope

Not a chance you’ll have of conquering back ‘HOPE’