Going Somewhere

Waking up,
It's a quarter after noon.
He pulls on his socks
And looks for his shoes.
Where is he going?
Not even he knows.
Anywhere but here,
Or so he hopes.

Waking up early,
It's 5:30 in the morning.
She's in no hurry,
But rushes to get ready.
Purposefully avoiding the bus,
She walks the other way
And begins her day
Walking to school in the cold.

They don't know what they're doing
No clue where they're going.
Are we even going anywhere?
They wonder as the walk down a road
Clearly labeled no where.

Life is like any other story
With a beginning, middle and end.
Its what you do with your middle that matters,
It's not important where you begin.
Just make the most of it
And don't worry, baby,
Nobody's perfect.

When Tomorrow Comes

When yesterday comes
And you are happy,
Once again laughing
At jokes spoken too many times.
When you stop running,
And we are again playing,
Like we once did,
In the long since forgotten snow.
When yesterday comes
And there is now more crying,
No more silent tears
Staining your pillow.
When we remember who we are
And why we are here,
When we are there for each other
We will know.
When yesterday comes
We will know what it means
What it means when you say forever.
When yesterday comes
We will remember
We made a promise.
Best friends forever.
When yesterday comes
We will call each other,
Go out of our way to find time for each other,
It will be like it once was
Not so long ago.
So let’s find a time machine,
Rewind and fix our mistakes,
Bring back yesterday
And reach out to each other,
Before yesterday is too far gone
And we are far too late.