If Tomorrow Never Comes

If I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you fall asleep, I would tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you walk out the door, I would give you a hug and kiss and call you back for one more.
If I knew it would be the last time, I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise, I would video tape each action and word, so I could play them day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time, I could spare an extra minute or two to stop and say "I love you" instead of assuming, you would know I do.
If I knew it would be the last time, I would be there to share your day, well I'm sure you'll have so many more, so I can let you this one slip away.
For surely there's always tomorrow to make up for an oversight and we always get a second chance to make things right.
There will always be another day to say our "I love you's" and certainly there is another day to say "anything I can do's" But just incase I might be wrong, and today is all I get, I would like to say, how much I love you and I hope we never forget, tomorrow is not promised to anyone, you or old alike, and today maybe the last chance to hold your loved one tight.
So if you are waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes, your surely regret the day, that you didn't take that extra time for a smile, or a hug
or a kiss, and you were to busy to grant someone, what turned out to be thier one last wish.
So hold your loved ones close today, whisper in thier ear, tell them how much you love them and that you'll always hold them dear, take the time to say "I'm sorry," "Please forgive me," "thankyou" or "It's okay." And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have no regrets about that day.

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Why are you in bed so early?"
you called me to ask.
I said, "I am grieving you.
It's one hell of a task.

I have drank beyond walking.
I've cried beyond weeping,
and I don't feel like talking,
I just want to be sleeping.

I'm sad for thinking so much
about the things of you I miss,
tossing, turning, in my stomach,
I can't even write of this.

Stop! Let it go now.
Please go away and let me grieve-
Let me drink and cry alone!
Damn! Why can't you leave?"

You said, "I am grieving you".

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To wake up in the morning
With a smile on her face
An upright bass transforming
A melody with grace

To be the inspiration
Within another’s heart
The center of creation
In poetry and art

To make music together
And share a common ground
That time and space will weather
Now that it has been found

To look upon the world
Through someone else’s eyes
And with those eyes unfurled
See all that never dies

To stand beside an equal
Who honors and respects
And helps her write a sequel
To thoughts she now reflects

To live life in the present
Creating all by feel
And savouring the pleasant
Results of what is real

Yes, all these things she dreams of
And many, many more
For these are things that make love
And life worth living for