The Day After Tomorrow Poem by Randy McClave

The day after tomorrow, it is near
But, of course it will never be here,
Sometimes though it seems like a thought
Where hopes and dreams are always sought,
Many times it becomes a laugh or a tear.

I have seen that day in my full-length mirror
Sometimes engulfed with sadness and fear,
But, that moment I have never truly caught
The day after tomorrow.

Yesterday becomes a volunteer
Though too it once was promised and sincere,
We now wait to go there or to be taught
Maybe its arrival will be not,
It most certainly becomes a new frontier;
The day after tomorrow.

Randy L. McClave