I was talking to my dog about tomorrow

He sat on the couch and looked deep in my eyes

I could tell he was trying hard to follow

I decided I couldn’t keep it a surprise

I told him I’d take him to see his friends

His head turned, enveloped in suspense

As I told him about the next day’s morning

12 hours from now

Great things to come

He opened his mouth, for he wasn’t ignoring

The words came out

“Mama, I’m thrilled to be here right now

We’re hanging out on the couch

That’s where I am, that’s where you are

I’ve never been to Tomorrow but it sounds far

We’re here now and it smells like Salisbury steak

To not revel in this would be a mistake

And you’re my best friend

Is this tomorrow?”