Claudia Krizay

(1/28/1956 / Washington DC)

Live For Today

Lock the doors that once led to yesterday-
Shut the screen and
Pull the curtains, as
Yesterday has been gone for always.

Open the windows to glance at tomorrow-
So you can foresee
What could be-?
But keep the door closed as
Tomorrow has not yet arrived-
Clouds could disappear and
The sun could reappear on the horizon-
What is to be, we can never be certain.

Open the doors and windows to today-
The world is waiting for us to emerge-
The sun has risen and
Today is a God-given gift given that now belongs to us.

Wipe your tears away
Wept for yesterdays sorrows and
Never fear for what tomorrow could bring-
Yes the sky could darken and rain could pour, but
Angels could paint the sky blue as
A rainbow could form over mountains of hopefulness-

Yesterday has been carried away in a gust of wind, while
What tomorrow shall give us we cannot be sure?
Yesterday and tomorrow belong to God-
And today-
We can feel and we can hear-
It is a gift we can hold in our hands,
A reward we can clearly see.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 05, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (7/15/2013 12:50:00 PM)

    And today-
    We can feel and we can hear-
    It is a gift we can hold in our hands,
    A reward we can clearly see.
    Yes, and thank God foe this gift, today! (Report) Reply

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