What Tomorrow Holds

Too much to think of what tomorrow holds

Too much to think of what yesterday could have been

Eyes closed, deep breath in

And then, exhale

Now able to view the blue skies and the grey clouds

A contrast of one and another fighting to gain ground

Brother and sister strolling down the street

Crossing the road at a red light, she holds him back

'You'll get done for jay walking you know'

'I'm older than you'

'Stop behaving like a child then'

A car running through the stop sign.

A hit. A mangled mess

Police sirens making it impossible for some to continue their phone conversation

'What is all that noise?' A girl asks her friend

'Just the crazy squads with no where to go'

Too much to think of what tomorrow holds

Too much to think of what yesterday could have been

Eyes closed, deep breath in

And then, exhale

Now seeing only the grey clouds overtaking the blue

A sister to a brother. CPR

Ambulance. Police. Spectators passing by.

'Please open your eyes!'

Brother swimming deeply in and out, in and out of time

So young, so caring, so free and daring. Daring enough to cross at a red light

Now she is the oldest. And of this she has no choice

Too much to think of what tomorrow holds

Too much to think of what yesterday could have been