I love you like tomorrow,
Which is the hope that a new day will bring.
Like the uprising of new Earth in the spring,
My eyes can see the promise that you’ll bring.
At a distance, yet within my reach,
Because tomorrow is but a few hours away.
Promises so sweet,
That my smile awaits the rising of the sun.
My mind is engulfed with hope and knowledge.
My body and hope become one.
A brand new day.
A brand new hope.
A brand new love that fills my cup.
The days of glory are ahead.
Peering into the future
With a salute of respect,
And sincere gratitude,
To cherish what’s to come.
A brand new inspiration.
A brand new way.
A brand new road that I shall take.
An untraveled road for writing untold stories.
In time, I’ll look back on the past,
With a salute of respect.
With admiration in heart,
Of the history you’ve made,
And the history I will work hard to preserve.
My Quiet Fire 