If tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes,
all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
the way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
that an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready, in heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
all those I dearly love.
But as I turned walk away,
A tear fell from my eye,
For all my life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,
the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all that we shared,
and all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
just even for a while,
I'd say good-bye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories,
would take a place for me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
my heart was filled of sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gate,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
from His great golden throne,
He said, This is eternity,
and all I've promised you,
Today your life starts a new.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will last,
and since each day is the same way,
There's no longing for the past.
So when Tomorrow starts without me,
don't think we're far apart,
for every time you think of me,
I'm right here in your heart.
Fr. Fruto shared to us this poem.
at the burial mass this morning.
