He was going to be all that he wanted to be--Tomorrow.  None would be kinder or braver than he --Tomorrow.  A friend who was troubled and weary, he knew who'd be glad of a lift -- and needed one too-- On him he would call and see what he could do -- Tomorrow.

     Each morning he stacked up the letters he'd write -- Tomorrow.  And he hadn't one minute to stop on his way  -- "More time I will have to give others", he'd say -- In truth he made plans to be useful and pray --Tomorrow.

     The greatest of workers this one would have been -- Tomorrow.  The world would have hailed him if he'd ever seen -- Tomorrow.

     But, in fact, he passed on, and he faded from view.  And all that he left here when living was thru -- Was a mountain of things he intended to do -- Tomorrow.  "Today if ye shall hear his voice, harden not your heart as in the provocation"   -- Heb. 3:15.

     Today is the day of salvation, today is the day of doing, tomorrow never comes.  We are told not to be anxious for tomorrow, nor to plan tomorrow, but to do today while it is still called today.  I suppose pro-crastination is the worst type of deceiver, it causes a man to put off until tomorrow what he actually ought to be doing today.