(Philosophy Poem) Today Is The Past: As We Breathe It

TODAY IS THE PAST: AS WE BREATHE IT

 

To the days that have passed, with us along for the ride

A salute to all of our yesterdays, with our smiles up or down

Spend little time on the stripes received, that we’ve not earned

Smiles on faces seen, but on some, with time, names forgotten

One’s own bed, finally peaceful, quiet, snuggle in, smile, cry, pray

Loved ones, one by one, through time, left our arms, not our hearts

 

 

Snapshots of peaceful times, some on mind, some caught on print

Years gone by, do our memories really fade, like the whisper of time

Patriarch in your forties, not something ever longed for, or wished to see

Our children, and now theirs grownup, to ignore that we ever breathed

Things we have done wrong, own them, sometimes, some peace will be

Yesterdays ill’s, we can’t hit replay, change mistakes or the hearts broken

 

 

History is today, don’t be the butt of tomorrows viral You Tube jokes

Yesterday is now our past, good or bad it’s over, now breathe, it’s gone

Mistakes can haunt the human brain till we let them put us in a grave

Tomorrow we all could be dancing on the stair well to Heaven with Angels

The bliss we seek depends on today, not the shadows of our past, unchangeable

We all choose our path, today and tomorrow will soon for all, be our past