I will give you a poem when you wake tomorrow. <br />It will be a peaceful poem. <br />It won’t make you sad. <br />It won’t make you miserable. <br />It will simply be a poem to give you <br />When you wake tomorrow. <br /> <br />It was not written by myself alone. <br />I cannot lay claim to it. <br />I found it in your body. <br />In your smile I found it. <br />Will you recognise it? <br /> <br />You will find it under your pillow. <br />When you open the cupboard it will be there. <br />You will blink in astonishment, <br />Shout out, ‘How it trembles! <br />Its nakedness is startling! How fresh it tastes!’ <br /> <br />We will have it for breakfast; <br />On a table lit by loving, <br />At a place reserved for wonder. <br />We will give the world a kissing open <br />When we wake tomorrow. <br /> <br />We will offer it to the sad landlord out on the balcony. <br />To the dreamers at the window. <br />To the hand waving for no particular reason <br />We will offer it. <br />An amazing and most remarkable thing, <br />We will offer it to the whole human race <br />Which walks in us <br />When we wake tomorrow.<br /><br />Brian Patten<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-you-wake-tomorrow/
