Another morning arrives
Another dawning of a new day
Yesterday is gone like the wind
It flowed into the river of time
Washed into the shores of eternity
Today we live for a moment in time
Uncertain of what may come in the morrow
We hang on like leaves in the trees
Until the wind blow us away
We drift in the tides of life
Floating in the river of time
Akin to a driftwood toss by waves in the sea
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautifully penned..live in the present