There is hope after all
I can finally see
That to live in the moment
Is all that I need
No longer should I wallow
In the regrets of my past
Or pine after a future
That, even if attained, wouldn’t last
Sandwiched between
These two great rocks of time
Is a tiny sliver
Into which I can mine
It’s a little-known seam
Bursting with gold
Overflowing with jewels
Far too valuable to ever be sold
Yesterday is always behind us
Tomorrow always about to come
Only today can we enjoy
This brief moment under the sun
This Precious Moment


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