The past is just behind us,
A shadow in our wake,
A chronicle of choices and decisions that we make.
The present is beside us,
Walking hand in hand,
Pondering as we do on all that we understand.
The future lies before us,
A glimmer in the dark,
A journey waiting just ahead on which we must embark.
Great poem. We are constantly moving from the past into the future.10 points
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful poem, great write, voted! !