Now
I know that it is now
But my memory
Takes me to the past
My imagination and perhaps
My fears or wishes to the future
I strive to keep my mind
Only on the present
And not dwell on the past
Or daydream of what’s to come
In fear I’ll miss the here and now
Copyright © Andrew Battaglino | Year Posted 2017
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