my tomorrow came

when today arrived…

for yesterday,

I waited…

on a day that I hadn’t seen

hoping that when

it does come around…

there will be the light of change.

my tomorrow is here

yet my thoughts ain’t truly there..

for how can it be..

when in fragmented pieces

I watch…

the broken circles

of many yesterdays.

my tomorrow will come…

just as today did..

as I learn…

to glue my pieces of yesterdays…

into weaves of learning,

and understanding…

the wisdom of yesteryears.

© Jacqueline 2021