Today Tomorrow Yesterday
A Poem Regarding the Passage of Time
Today is a gift, or that’s what they say.
I for one, won’t let it get away.
I need the time
to learn
to grow
to write and read.
Yesterdays’ the past
something quickly forgotten.
It’s full of mistakes
and lost hope
and failures
and procrastination.
Tomorrow is unknown.
How can we know
what we need
or want
or forgot
or lost
or grew?
Time is a curse placed on all of us.
It gives us hope
but takes it away just as quickly.
Time is a thief,
a gift,
a fact.
Time, cursed or not, is ours for the taking, giving, or using.
About the Creator
Danni Greer
I'm from Virginia as a genderfluid person. I write poems, stories, and personal essays trying to deal with stuff I face every day. If you like what you read, please consider supporting me on Patreon https://www.patreon.com/user?u=18960818
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