Poetry Friday:

TODAY...

I dreamt about Today,

it was beautiful and it was grand,

So I grabbed it by the hand and I danced upon the sand.

But tomorrow comes with change, time will shift and rearrange,

so while you have today,

do not beg it to stay,

grasp it long and hold it tight, step in the ring and fight your fight,

and when the day gives way to night, know that with the morning bright,

another dream waits to be born another laurel to be worn.