Yesterday, Today, TomorrowYesterday I was muddled and cuddled and bubbled, Living brightly and lightly and spritely; But the world turns, The flame burns, The mill churns And yesterday is gone. Today I am weary and bleary and teary, Feeling tired and mired and uninspired; But the world spins, The sail trims, The spade wins And today will pass. Tomorrow I may be sunny or funny or crummy, Having mopped up, or topped up, or cocked up; So the world wheels, The past heals, The mind reels And tomorrow will come. Yesterday, today, tomorrow: With love or loss, with joy or sorrow, Like waves to ride, seasons and tides; We take the test, We do our best, In life’s great fest While the world whirls.
Wayne Visser © 2011
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow (poem)
Seize the Day (book)