jim foulk

(july 7,1943 / des moines iowa)

Thinking of the Past


If you could go back into the past
what would you do differently?
knowing it wouldn't last.

You would have to take, the good with the bad,
you couldn't just re-live the good,
of the things you have lived, also the sad.

Thinking of the past brings depression,
you think of it to often,
it'll only bring you obession.

The past wasn't all good,
today, will be the past tommorw
are things good now? Have you understood?

Think about the past
but understand this.
it does not last.

Make the best for today,
then in the future,
you will enjoy that day.

Submitted: Thursday, December 14, 2006
Edited: Thursday, December 09, 2010
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