Time.A Poem by Anastasia
Minute by Minute.
Day by day. Year by year. Time. It passes by us so unnoticed. Instead of living fully in a moment, we just waste it away by using it to worry about our tomorrow. If there was no tomorrow to anticipate than we would have no choice than to bask in the present. Don't enable the anger, fatigue, disappointments, and tears of the past to tread on the joy, peace, love and promise of the future.
© 2013 AnastasiaAuthor's Note
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Added on August 7, 2013 Last Updated on August 7, 2013 Author |