Just For You Poetry

Yesterday won't come again.
Yesterday is gone.
Good or bad,
The day was had
And moseyed right along.

Yesterday's remembered.
Tomorrow's but a dream.
Today we can
Make better than
And polish to a gleam.

Ha Cindy, you don't know how many times i remind myself that yesterday is gone and i must not dwell on anything that happened in the past.

Tomorrow is very uncertain , but you are right... today is a gift and must be enjoyed at all costs ...

Thank you for reading.