The beauty of today

Is that it is not yesterday

It has it's own rhythm and dance

Today is new and fresh,

Today will fade a bit more rapidly

Than yesterday had,

And so will tomorrow,

If we forget not to borrow,

More time than we have

And when it's gone away

The troubles and moments that were,

Fade with the suns rays

Before we know it has passed

When what is turned to what was