Classic Poem

Live in Today, nor count the Future's sorrow;
Live in Today, nor dream the Future's pain;
Live in Today, there may be no Tomorrow.
Today's delights thou mayst not know again.

Smile in Today; whate'er the morrow brings thee,
Smile in Today, while yet thy heart is glad;
Be thou the songster that in gladness sings free;
Today is bright; Tomorrow may be sad.

Today Life's harp is tuned to notes of gladness,
Deft Happiness the sweetest notes may raise.
Tomorrow strikes its wailing strings to sadness,
And Memory only mournful music plays.