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.
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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!