the answer is -tommorow
We are very little creatures; all of us have different features. One of us in glass is set; one of us you’ll find in jet. Another you may see in tin, and a fourth is boxed within. If the fifth you should pursue, it can never fly from you.
Often talked of, never seen, Ever coming, never been. Daily looked for, never here, Still approaching, coming near. Thousands for my visit wait, But alas, for their fate, Though they expect me to appear, They will never find me here. What am I?
