today is today; no argument there.
to argue would be a fool's game.
and today is cold, with heavy frost.
a good day to stay inside today and play.
or just nap, whatever suits one's fancy.
tomorrow we'll worry on tomorrow
when tomorrow arrives, and not a minute before.
let us be ready when tomorrow does arrive;
not to be lost in our yesterdays.
until tomorrow, then,
when frozen river again flows.
and sun begs attention.
and fish are leaping high,
and days never seem to end.
until then.
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