Every sunrise
Places a quite Miracle
Into my hands.
Yet I spend my hours
Counting the footsteps
Of a tomorrow
That has learned my name.
I save my smiles
For a future that keeps moving
While today wait for me_
Silent,
Patient,
Unclaimed.
How many sunsets
I have watched without seeing?
How many moments
Have slipped away
While I was busy
Fearing what had not happened?
If life has taught me anything,
It is this.
Tomorrow is only a promise,
But today is the only truth
I am certain to hold.
So before another dawn
Becomes another memory,
I choose to live
The day that chose me first.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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