TODAY’S RAINBOW

I worried about tomorrow

And dwelled on yesterday,

And with my mind thus occupied,

I missed out on today.

My heart focused on my sorrows,

Those things of yesterday,

And my vision of tomorrow,

I painted shades of gray.

In the sky were painted rainbows,

Which I had failed to see,

For I worried about tomorrow,

And that day blinded me.

Each time I saw tomorrow come,

It turned into today,

And I faced one more tomorrow,

And missed today that way.

When I revived my yesterdays,

I shook the deadened bones,

And let them block the sun today,

Beneath these planted stones.

Today, alone, is mine to hold,

But only for a time,

And then will turn to yesterday

And be no longer mine.

Tomorrow, I may not visit,

Might not be mine to see,

And today’s unnoticed rainbow...

The last one gave to me.