When looking in back of me,
The past is there to see.
What is it to my front,
The future it lays before me.
Nothing can be seen for the present,
Except what the eyes can see.
Our past has no future,
And the future has no past.
Only the present is what we make it,
The future is what the present once was.
05.31.2014Sheilah Say
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