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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required At Dinner on the banks of the Danube Tomorrow and tomorrow. The nightingale serenades the Gathering dusk; a distant siren clears passage on the Broad stream, bells ring out from nearby church to Sound the hour, though once they called to prayer or Tolled the curfew, that knell of parting day. The air softens: at once an early heat of summer assumes Proper mantle of spring; silence is no more assaulted By the business of the day, only conversation and a hearty Laugh punctuate the stillness. The expressionless waiter Takes my order, then grins in approval at my choice. Suddenly, the passing parade breaks this dreaming reverie; A tall and shapely Miss, dressed to impress, brings a knowing Smile and two hands of five from the local opposite, who has Caught my eye following her pleasing form. We laugh and Blush in unison, strangers now brothers for a brief moment. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow: passing time, and All our sorrows, unchanged though centuries have passed Since first those words were writ. The Thane of Cawdor had But sour wit and his future bought by misfortune of another; But I, in my reverie, see many more tomorrows to come. My hour lingers; blessed with a grand inheritance, my Acts Play out with excitement and always eager anticipation Of what is yet to come. Tomorrow and tomorrow; though Shades of the past haunt my dreams, yet the morning brings Renewal, times yet to come drawing me onwards, ever onwards. Tomorrow: ever new, ever unknown; ever full of the memory of You. Resurrection: Mahler’s hymn to the future played on the theme Of Death. Death of memory; tomorrow, or tomorrow, or tomorrow.
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