Hoping
A poem by Moony Thinker
The clock hands
Now pass
Into the next day.
Forgive what happened before;
For those hands can not go back.
Make a change, not in past events,
But in the hours soon to be touched.
— The Why —
Do not be Gatsby; do not live in moments that can no longer be true. Be present, in the now. Living in the moment is the only way to truly be alive.
Live in your past and you will be forgotten like the memories you are trying to relive.
Be well, my friends.
— MT
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