Why does this thing that we call time, <br />which fills us full of fear; <br />Mean so very much to us <br /> and grow so ever dear? <br />Why do we fear the future <br /> and the things that are unknown; <br />When we are men and women, <br /> mature and fully grown? <br />Why do we fear tomorrow, <br />with all the joys it may behold? <br />Why do we dread the past <br />and the stories that may be told? <br />Do not fear the future, <br />and do not dread the past, <br />Rather let us enjoy today, <br />as long as it may last!<br /><br />Dwayne Bailey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/enjoy-today/
