Treasure Island

Janice M Pickett

(Middlesex England)

Today


Today is always today
for there is no Yesterday or tomorrow
Live each today to the fullest
in forgiveness, gratitude and wisdom
Wisdom to know you are not always right
Wisdom to understand those without it
Wisdom to fill your today with experience

Feel the joy of today
Know it will be wonderful no matter what
Understand today for the glory it brings
Feel no hate as it is a waste of time
Feel glory in all today is bringing
This is your day...Today

When you go to sleep and you wake to a new morning,
it will still be TODAY
Thank God for giving you a second chance
to make today glorious

Submitted: Monday, March 30, 2009
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