When today becomes tomorrow,
A few more hours we can borrow.
We arise from sleep, all fresh and bright,
Ready for the day, eager for the fight.
But wait, what’s this? Reality’s bite!
Coffee! We need it, all strong and right.
To face the world with caffeine’s rush,
And make it through, the morning push.
So here we go, in a whirl and spin,
The everyday farce, let’s jump on in.
From morning commute to evening sigh,
Life’s absurdities, as the day rushes by.
For when today becomes tomorrow,
There is no time to linger in sorrow.
Seize each day with laughter and cheer,
Embracing the irony that life holds dear.
Stoic Poetry.