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yesterdays history
tomorrow is a mystery
but todays a gift
thats why its called a present
poem by Lue Lue Hotty
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Yesterday is history
Tomorrow is a mystery
Today is a gift
That's why it's called the present
poem by Emily Wimetal
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The Gift Of Tenses
Yesterday is history,
Tomorrow is a mystery,
Today is a gift,
That's why it's called the present.
Originally by Terry Coulthard
poem by Thia Tsiros
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Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is God's gift, that's why we call it the present.
quote by Joan Rivers
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Yesterdays
Aren't we sick of yesterdays
that got us where we are?
All the yesterdays that got us here
and still we've not gotten far.
Aren't we tired of the yesterdays
that seem to haunt our dreams?
All the yesterdays have become todays
and nothing changes it seems.
Aren't we afraid of the yesterdays
that have never gone away?
All the yesterdays have come again
and now we have to pay.
The price we pay for yesterdays
is the sorrow we see today.
For the masses have become so used to them
that their feet are stuck in clay.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Yesterday Is History
If yesterday is history,
Why do we hold on to it?
If tomorrow is a mystery,
Why do we look for it?
And they say that today is a gift
So why don't we cherish it?
And we wish to find
That perfect peace in life,
The peace that will give us true happiness
So just remember
Yesterday is history
Tomorrow is a mystery
And today is a gift
poem by Rachelle Sowders
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Our Todays
Sometimes we look at our yesterdays
and wish our todays were like them,
forgetting that our todays
maybe better than our yesterdays were.
We look at the friends we had then,
forgetting we may have more friends now.
We think our life was filled with roses
and forget the roses we have now.
Our memory excludes the heartaches,
only showing good things from yesterday,
and then we look around us
at all that we have and think
maybe that our todays
are not that bad at all.
19 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. And today? Today is a gift. That's why we call it the present.
quote by Babatunde Olatunji
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Yesterdays Love
Yesterday love felt fantastically right
He killed it as the clocks struck midnight
Now he wants to be friends
Play a game of pretend
Sweet yesterdays love
Todays love came late
Tomorrow will be a sad never-ending wait
Yesterdays love was strong
As romantic as a sweet classical song
No indication of darkness in the passing light
He killed the love as the clocks struck midnight
Now he is the perfect stranger
Operating again as a lone ranger
Sweet yesterdays love
Todays love came late
Tomorrow will be a sad never-ending wait
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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A Gift
Yesterday is history,
Today is a gift,
Tomorrow is a mystery,
The day after tomorrow is the future.
poem by Veronica Nieves
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The Present
Keep your joy ready,
And prepare to give as a gift!
Not tomorrow.
Or to yesterdays gone.
But today!
Now.
As in the 'present'.
And isn't that what you are giving?
Yourself.
Yo give.
As God gave your life to you,
To live!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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May Bring You
Remember to sing at the top of your lungs
The angels will hear you voice and summon your soul back to heaven
The angels cry as the body dies aimlessly and shamelessly in a desolate world
Treasure each wakened moment for you have been given the gift of life
Give thanks for today you rise with the morning sun.
May the sun kiss your beautiful smile
May your rosy cheeks glisten for every day you draw breath is seen as good day
You have been blessed with life so live it
May joy enter into your world each and everyday
May you overcome all obstacles in your way
May you always look at the bright side for it always can be worst
Life is like a party where you can choose to sit it out or dance
Remember a wise man once said that yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, and today is a gift
That is why we call it the present
Live today for tomorrow is always one day away
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Yesterday's the past, tomorrow's the future, but today is a gift. That's why it's called the present.
Yesterdays Child
Roy orbison/bill dees
I see the face of yesterdays child,
Living in a state of in between.
Is there a place for yesterdays child,
Searching for an unforgotten dream?
Looking for rainbows at midnight,
Hoping tomorrow will come.
Will time erase for yesterdays child?
What will the child become?
I hear the voice of yesterdays child
Echoing my name, my name, my name.
Is there a choice for yesterdays child,
Seeking shelter from the falling rain?
Chasing a butterfly lover,
Making a run for the sun.
Who will rejoice for yesterdays child?
What is the game to be won?
Will you draw?
Will you fold?
Will you start playing wild?
What is the future for yesterdays child?
Will you turn to dust,
Or go to the sea, racing with destiny?
Oh,look at me,
Born to be yesterdays child.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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To write is a challenge, But to understand the writer is a mystery
Right now I am writing history
Amongst a million other writers
But what makes me different
from that never ending million?
Every word has a meaning, has
it's background, I, on the hand don't.
Just a meaningless word, nothing more
But a word it is, nothing less
To write is a challenge
But to understand the writer is a mystery.
Right. Write only with the mind and heart.
So powerful, So strong, So moving.
Today, Tomorrow a never ending cycle.
Today becomes history when tomorrow becomes today.
So right now I am writing history
But tomorrow it becomes forgotten
It will not be forgotten if the writer has a mystery to solve, so to write is a challenge but to understand the writer is a mystery.
poem by Lady Simple
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Child Of Yesterday
The child that plays
Upon the sands
Of yesterdays soon sorrow
The child that laughs
Within ones heart
Of yesterdays tomorrow
The child that smiles
Upon ones soul
Of yesterdays warm light
Is the child that lives
Within each breath
Of yesterdays delight
poem by Zoe Elsworth
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Dont Stop
Written by christine mcvie.
If you wake up and dont want to smile,
If it takes just a little while,
Open your eyes and look at the day,
Youll see things in a different way.
Dont stop, thinking about tomorrow,
Dont stop, itll soon be here,
Itll be, better than before,
Yesterdays gone, yesterdays gone.
Why not think about times to come,
And not about the things that youve done,
If your life was bad to you,
Just think what tomorrow will do.
Dont stop, thinking about tomorrow,
Dont stop, itll soon be here,
Itll be, better than before,
Yesterdays gone, yesterdays gone.
All I want is to see you smile,
If it takes just a little while,
I know you dont believe that its true,
I never meant any harm to you.
Dont stop, thinking about tomorrow,
Dont stop, itll soon be here,
Itll be, better than before,
Yesterdays gone, yesterdays gone.
Dont you look back,
Dont you look back.
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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You Became My History
You were once a mystery,
The one I loved to solve.
Deciphering your code,
Always got me lost.
I thought of understanding you more,
But before I realised it,
You became my history.
You were once a mystery,
Discovering you was a thrill,
Every puzzle I put together,
Granted me fulfilment,
But as time flew by,
you became my history.
You were once a mystery,
Every clue brought me closer,
Every step brought me nearer,
Only to make me smile,
I thrived on your addiction
But after a while,
You became my history.
You were once a mystery,
the very foundation that kept me stable,
Once I comprehended you, I began to feel able,
You were the ocean to my boat,
The cell to my system,
However, even without the distance,
You became my history.
You were once a mystery,
Clouded in question marks,
Trying to understand,
Trying to comprehend,
I was left with numerous thoughts,
The more I tried, the more I learnt,
The less I craved, and before I knew it,
You became my history.
poem by Zushan Hashmi
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXX: Story
Story about future is called imagination
Story about past is called memories
Story about present is called reality
Story that becomes true is called prophecy
Story that becomes unfulfilled is called regret
Story that becomes no end is called boasting
Small story is called experience
Epic story is called history
Forgotten story is called lesson
Story that becomes obsession is called ambition
Story that becomes untold is called secret
Story that becomes go its own way is called life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Of Tomorrow (Waiting? ?)
'Antiscipation' isn't that a Carly Simon song?
It needs to resolve itself into an answer... 'NOW'...
And as surely as it comes around......
'Tomorrow' 'twil hide 'neath a: 'Broken Bough';
From a barren-half-broken down Oak Tree-
Somewhat ravaged by the ICE-chill of 'Fall' air......
It hides 'Tomorrow' from 'Todays' 'Glaring Vulture Eyes'-
They're waiting, they're waiting: 'on things that they think:
'Death Might Share'............
'Antiscipation' it does more than frustrate their minds...
As a falling 'Leaf'-borne upon the dying Earthen Ground-
'Tis 'Yesterday' it speaks, in weak graven tones-
And 'Tomorrow' 'tis the: 'Shadows of Yesterdays Found'
.The Essence
.November 13,2009
poem by Theodora Onken
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Losing My Senses
Dave mustaine
One man speaking the truth
No one likes when it fits
So we tell soothing lies
And betray our own lips
The uncivilized world
And its people decay
Once sweet breeze is defiled
Sucking our breath away
Fill solos - mustaine
Yesterdays answers has nothing to do
With todays questions
Life can only be understood in reverse
But must be lived forwards
Im losing my senses, Im losing my senses
Fill solos - mustaine
We watch as the living all die
Contemplating if we should
Ever open our eyes
If all that we touch
Keeps turning to sand
We will cease to exist
Till the last living man
Fill solos - mustaine
Yesterdays answers has nothing to do
With todays questions
Life can only be understood in reverse
But must be lived forward
Life can only be understood in reverse
But must be lived forward
Im losing my senses
Fill solos - mustaine / solo - pitrelli
Yesterdays answers has nothing to do
With todays questions
Life can only be understood in reverse
But must be lived forwards
Life can only be understood in reverse
But must be lived forwards
Fill solos and synth - mustaine
String arrangement - suzie katayama
song performed by by Megadeth
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