When tomorrow starts without me

When 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 to 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 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 the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for awhile,
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 the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked
through heaven’s gates,
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 for life on earth is past,
But here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day’s the same way
There’s no longing for the past.
But you have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things,
You knew you shouldn’t do.
But you have been forgiven
And now at last you’re free.
So won’t you take my hand
And share my life with me?

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.

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2 Responses to “When tomorrow starts without me”

  1. I have never been so filled up with tears like I have been today. Thanks so much for this poem, may God richly bless whoever wrote this.

  2. My Dad was given a copy of this poem by my niece, Trina. She said, “Pappaw, I thought this poem sounded like something you would say.” He tucked it away after reading it because he really did like it and because she gave it to him. I’m not sure how long he had it, a year or more. He was diagnosed with lung cancer in the fall of 1998. In the spring of 1999 his doctors told him he should put things in order and take a vacation and enjoy life. My husband and I took my Dad and Mom on a vacation to a State Resort. He had a wonderful time fishing, swimming, walking, reading, and relaxing. He got a little frustrated because we wouldn’t let him pay for anything, but I said to him, “Daddy, all your life you have worked hard to give to your family, it’s our turn now to give something back.” He just grinned. He and Mom must have sent 3 or 4 cards to thank us. The fall came and we began planning for the holidays. Daddy told all of us at one time or other that he hoped the good Lord would allow him to see the year 2000 come in. He got what he hoped for. In the spring of 2000 we all could see that he was failing. I moved in with him and Mom to help them along with hospice. My time spent with them in the last year of his life was truly blessed. The family got together for Easter, Memorial Day, and the Fourth of July. There were three sons, 2 daughters, Mom and Dad. He called us the “Magnificent Seven.” Shortly after that my Dad remembered the poem and had my Mom and I looking everywhere for it. We found it tucked away in his Bible. He was so relieved. He said he wanted someone to read it at his services. It was, and it blessed everyone. We had friends and family asking us where it came from. We explained and told them they could find it on the internet. For Christmas 2000 my son and I took a picture of Daddy and copied the poem over it. We matted and framed them and gave my Mom, my sister and 3 brothers one for Christmas. This poem has a special place in our hearts. Thank you for writing it, and this. and many other sites for sharing it for all to read and use. I want to thank you with all my heart personally and I know that God has blessed you beyond your expectation and He will continue to do so. He’s God and He’s like that. His Love is shown to us always when we give Him the Honor and Glory for all He does for us.
    Theresa Bullock