The past is there for us to learn, to cherish, and maybe even grow.
Some things were good, and some were bad, but still,
It takes time for us to learn which is which, if we ever know,
yet for some memories, we never will.
So often it comes, we live in the past,
We analyze everything we've lost, and fall to the pain.
It feels that life has gone by far to fast,
No progress made, with nothing to gain.
Do we then, look ahead, at the future we see?
The clouded visions along the foggy lane,
Where we will go, and who we will be,
So much unknown can drive you insane.
Maybe our goals are the things that we seek,
Something to achieve and attain,
But that will occur, in months, days, or weeks,
Upon their reaching, we look back again.
We therefore must live in the now and the here,
But never forgetting the future or past.
We need only to look around and see clear,
That happiness is, and if we wish, it can last.
