Some say yesterday is dead
They say, "It hasn't been here in so long."
Others live only for today,
Walking through immediate fray
There are those who with doubt say,
"Tomorrow's so far away."
My yesterdays are sweet with me,
They somehow allow me to see.
My today's are a wonder of time
Demanding the quick of wit and rhyme
Those goals I set for tomorrow
I know of few will succeed for laurel
Still yesterday, today and tomorrow
Are necessary to go, no sorrow.