You are born into the present almost without a past,
Your future lies ahead of you, you have to grow up fast,
Your present flies by quickly, ‘cause nothing suppose to last,
You arrive to the future and have naught left but your past.
© P. J. Oszmann (2001)
Wise words.
Live your life to the fullest; time runs through your fingers like sand.
wise words, beautifully penned--thank you
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :D