There was a time when my yesterdays and tomorrows
Flowed into a seamless, steady stream of time slowly passing
With little change, nothing appeared to change from day to day -
I did not worry about what another tomorrow might bring
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beautiful and wise philosophical poetic expression on the TIME and it's management! I enjoyed
Yah. Unfortunately. Worry worry solveth nothing. Just write a poem about it and move on. What will happen will happen.
'Grappling with the past, which is gone forever, while taking On tomorrows before they even present themselves for consideration.' - That's a wise idea.
Sir beautiful twirl between yesterday and day after yesterday piling all the problem that seems never ending just adding on to my tension... beautiful sir perspective of time.
Now, each day poses limitless opportunities for stress and strain - New directions, new pains, new worries, brand-new doors open Before older squeaky ones have closed, yesterday's problems Had been mulled over, firmly grasped, solved, and cast aside. Live in this present time. past is past do not brood over it. future is not yet.......... live in the present. tony