I trudge along,
One day at a time
One step at a time
Thinking, this is enough.
At least for Now.
I try not to look back,
Although I hear the blast
From the past,
No grieving, for it is gone.
All I have is Now.
I blink at the blur,
Looking far ahead,
Can't see very well,
Never fear, it is yet not here
It will become the Now.
I try hard, to remember
How to live in the present
I want to make it beautiful,
So that its worthy,
Of Remembering.
This is My Now.
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