Then, the father of Now
Later, the grandchild of Then
Now, the grandfather of Never
Later, the only child of the indolent
Whenever it is Now
Never say Later
Because Now was Then
Each blessed hour
Has its sufficient trial
Now is that tomorrow
Today, the father of tomorrow
Now, the great architect
The quiet irreverent moulder
That moulds the dreaded tomorrow
The otherwise pampered builder
That builds the hope-full tomorrow
Now is the tomorrow
That scared your today
And taunted your yesterday
For those unsettled scores
All remnants of yester’s stores
Do not stop me again!
Now is the tomorrow
That yesterday, I craved to gain
Welcome tomorrow!
1 comment:
What you can do today, don't waive till tomorrow. Procrastination kills. A stitch in time, they say, saves nine.
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