Even Prompter

Tomorrow 3

Tomorrow 3

Woke up yesterday to find it was tomorrow;
some other today I might have to borrow,
for mine was lost somewhere in limbo,
my calendar completely thrown akimbo.

My list of tasks was a matter of sorrow,
all those things I’d put off until the morrow
stared back at me, their moment come;
once promised, I must pay the sum.

I began to work and soon the sweat
upon my brow stood cold and wet,
throughout the day I laboured long,
late in the night I finished the throng.

Exhausted then, on the bed I fell
sleep descended, how fast I cannot tell,
and in the morning, to my relief unbound,
today had returned and now it’s found.


Line count: 16
Rhymed aabb
For Promptly Poetry Week 51, 2022
Prompt: Write a poem about tomorrow.