Wondering about Tomorrow

Wondering about Tomorrow

I sit and sip my coffee

On a cold November morning

While the day is still new

And as yet unstained

My mouth is full

But my heart is heavy

I need more light

It gets dark too soon

So time

Has stolen some back

From the night

I have this small hour

During the dawning

To reflect and remember

To recall all that was

And quietly mourn

All that could have been

I sip my morning coffee

Knowing 

Nothing is different today

Than it was yesterday

But nothing is the same

And I wonder about tomorrow

How close we are

But still so very far away