Past, Present, Future

Precious are the memories that last and last. All that we hold dear in life took place Somewhere In that sacred spectrum of time’s space. Today is momentary, for tomorrow it’s the past! Pleasure and pain at their most poignant Reign in the realm of the Now. Ephemeral though this kingdom be, we can feel our most buoyant! Sometimes sorrow finds us here. How much grief will the present allow? Everything we’re feeling, whether gladness or sorrow, Now will be worst of it, for the present will endow This ever-trusty truth: “There is always tomorrow.” Fame or fortune folks will be looking for. Unknown, however, are the things that are in store. Tomorrow can change your biggest joy to duress. Unfathomable, it beckons us all, nonetheless. Rich will be the godly, for future’s rhapsody Echoes into the grand eternity. Nov. 20, 2016 for the Past, Present, Future Contest of Nayda Ivette Negron On Dec. 11, 2017 for Brian Strand's 'MID DECEMBER PREMIERE any form or none,max of 20 lines' Poetry Contest