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Today

Here is the tomorrow which we faced with dread
(Or eagerly looked forward to),
Only to find there’s another ahead,
Around the corner from view.

Forward and upward, mankind carries on,
Fighting and working and doing,
Living today with his heart in the dawn
Of the morrow which mocks his pursuing.

So it is that a man owes what we term his soul
To the fact that he never quite touches his goal.

by Ray Romine Saturday, May 17, 1952