At tomorrow’s bus stop

At tomorrow’s bus stop

A Poem by andrew mitchell

While yesterday becomes
today’s reality check
the future has no time
for yesterday.
Today, the playmaker
for tomorrow’s journey
and yet tomorrow
never comes.

© 2023 andrew mitchell


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Added on December 19, 2023
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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