There are many To-morrows, my Love, my Love, - There is only one To-day.

The couplet contrasts the seeming abundance of “tomorrows” with the singular, vanishing immediacy of “today.” Spoken in the intimate address “my Love,” it reads as both romantic counsel and moral admonition: deferment is easy because the future feels endlessly renewable, but lived experience is only ever available in the present. The capitalization of “To-morrows” and “To-day” personifies time as competing claims on attention and action, urging decisiveness—especially in love—before opportunity hardens into regret. In Miller’s broader poetic temperament, which often blends sentiment with exhortation, the lines function as a compressed carpe-diem appeal: cherish, speak, and act now, because the present is the only moment that can actually be possessed.