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Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow,
I am planning a very grand plan.
I will do something rather unheard of,
If Yesterday tells me I can.
I will sail to the Rock of Gibraltar,
On a starflake nobody can see.
And I'll plant but one Popsicle Seedling
The Morning Star gifted to me.
From there I shall journey quite upward
To a place very there and not here.
And I'll stay for a week and one hour,
'til the Shadows of Twilight appear.
Then I'll rest in a sleepwater slumber
On its silvery subtle~silk sand,
And I'll spy the east wind in its soft pirouette,
If Tomorrow tells me I can.
Then I'll sail on the breath of an old yesterday,
And through whispers nobody can hear.
And if the Solstice of Twilight says it's ok,
I'll be gone for the best of a year.
Copyright © MMXIX Richard D. Remler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem dear poet..... thanks......////////