The Gift of Now
When I was younger,
I wished for the years to fly.
I wished to be older.
Now that I am older,
I sometimes want to be
That little girl again,
To play in the dirt,
To pick the daisies,
Not a care in the world for me.
I still am not satisfied,
Still have not learned to be content.
Always wishing for what I do not have.
Always wanting more,
Or always wanting less.
Wanting back what has already passed
Or wishing for the future to hurry up.
But it won't do any good to wish
It won't bring back the yesterday
And won't bring tomorrow any faster.
But today I have
And I can live today.
I may not have tomorrow.
I 'll never have back the day before.
But today I have,
So I'll live today
Like there is no tomorrow
And with no regrets of yesterday,
Learning from my mistakes
Of the day before
And rejoicing in the gift of now.