I may never see tomorrow,
There is no written guarantee.
And things that happened yesterday,
Belong to History.

I cannot predict the future,
I cannot change the past.
I have just the present moment,
I must treat it as my last.

I must use this moment wisely,
For it will soon pass away.
And be lost to me forever,
As part of yesterday.

I must exercise compassion,
Help the fallen to their feet.
Be a friend unto the friendless,
Make an empty life complete.

The unkind things I do today,
May never be undone.
And friendship that I fail to win,
May never more be won.

I may not have another chance
On bended knee to pray.
And thank God with humble heart,
For giving me this day.

Author Unknown

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