Tomorrow Waits To Welcome Me

I know one day I'll walk on fine sand.
Skip around and be merry too.
Sit around a bonfire next to you,
Smiling to myself without a clue.
But today isn't that day,
I know so for sure.
Today I'm crawling through this dark wet cave,
With the mirage of the beautiful beach outside helping me through.
I know the myriad colours of the sea,
Would wash the bleakness the cave has painted me in.
So I crawl further with my knees scathed and sore,
With a tiny glimmer in my half-closed eyes!

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