Thinking of tomorrow’s be
When life and limb return to ground
Will my future remember me,
Have I let my future down?
Looking back at wasted spaces
Better times, missed opportunity
Empty hearts bore empty places
Fade the tracks of legacy
Eyes well up as the future slows
Growing up retracts his fame
Looking back at the picture show
Frame by frame by frame
Wondering how the morrows be
When life and soul are heaven bound
Will son’s and daughters remember me,
Have I let my future down?
