The past no more represents you
The future is yet to come
You think about the past and plan about future
You stray away from the present
Its sunny outside and the birds are chirping
You are crying for the lost love
You are thinking about your job
You regret about the mistakes you made
The day turns into night
You keep repeating this
Until you cherish the gift of Present
You let go everything and feel the air
You sunbathe and are grateful for a sunny day
You chirp with the birds & sing with the nightingale
You are grateful for the gift of present.
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