Yesterday passed in the blink of an eye,
No time to reminisce without a sigh,
Life it passes with such haste,
Never allowing us a minute to waste.

Today arrived like any other,
Remember to tell your darling mother,
That her love sustained you through the years,
Through much fun and heart felt tears.

Tomorrow brings promises anew,
What it holds, we haven't a clue.
Will it be better, or worse than today,
What inner instinct shall we betray?

Within a week or month or year,
Little changes start to appear.
But come what may, take control,
Time waits for no one, set your goal.

John McKay Withey  2009