If tomorrow never came I would
hold all my blessings in a basket
made of straw.

I cannot change the past, it
is now a memory, but I can be
the best I am this very minute
each and every second I live.

All my moments of today will
be used wisely. Soon they shall
pass away into yesterday.

I confront what comes my way
kissing the unkind deeds good-bye
being grateful for all God has
given me.

The days I've lived have never been
always good, but just living each
experience and breathing in the
freshness of each circumstance, has
made me aware, that the most simplest
things are never always simple.


(Bloom, breath in the freshness
of each day)


By Derena
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