Watching the dark gray skies and waving palms,
The flowers drooping their heads
And sheltering under the heavy laden leaves.
All the while the pond filling
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An excellent poem, and so very true. Yesterday is history, in the past, and tomorrow may never be, the only moment is now. Tango.