If tomorrow's like yesterday - your's and mine,
  I'm certain the sun will shine;
though apart we may live,
  forever our love we give;
as our balloon nears the sky,
  never will we question, "how or why?"

In my dreams - you and I,
  a life of love will not die;
if I could trade every tomorrow, for just one yesterday,
  it would be the one of love, you and I play;
our love is forever, this is true,
  if you need, it's there for you.

Pictures I lack to remind me,
  but in my dreams it's you I see;
please remember us and never forget,
  never dispair or have any regret.

I leave you now, to this moment in time,
  in times of solitude, may you reflect on this rhyme?

Into tomorrow flies the virgin white dove,
  my only quest. . .. . .Dying to Live Love.
    ©2006 Randolph D. Brown Jr.