The Works Of Today Poem by Joseph Williams
The Works Of Today
In a life where only death is guaranteed, why fear the rising of tomorrow?
While mortal time slips through our desperate hands, why not enjoy the gift of now?
No matter where we exist, are we not granted the beauty of existence?
Fear not for the lands unseen beyond the winding roads and tribulations of life
For the works of today will shine bright through the darkness of any tomorrow
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9/22/2024 4:40:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
you wrote the essential truth here