The Silver Arrow Book Two

The Promise of Tomorrow
In the quiet of the evening
You shall feel the breath of tomorrow.
It will touch you lightly
Upon the cheek to tell you that
Although today is not yet over
The sweetness of the dew is waiting.
The certainty of another day
To challenge you, to test and amaze;
To throw down its gauntlet,
And spread out its wares.
A new day full of joyous surprises
And heart rending choices.
In fact life is waiting to be lived
And in the quiet of the evening
It will whisper its promise.