Goldfinch60

Now.

Each day passes too quickly,

We look back at all those days,

Those days we seem to have lost.

We then look towards tomorrow

Wondering what it may bring.

Will it bring joy?

Will it bring sorrow?

We may never know.

We must live for the now,

The now is always with us,

We can do something about it,

Now is our future,

Live it and be strong,

As tomorrow may be too late.