Between the past and the future is the moment where life happens. This poem reminds us to cherish each moment as life moves on. #NationalPoetryMonth
Tag: past
Mourning a Lost Future
It seems I always want more out of life, but can I be content with what I have instead of looking at what I don’t have?
Future Self Meets Past Self
When my past self meets my future self, my future self reassures my past self that things in the future will make a lot more sense. It’s all so confusing.
The Next Half Century 