The remains of the future

Here comes the past

with a juicy start,

Fulfilling dreams so fast

untill things fall apart.

Of things not done

and woes to bloom,

The present is alone

with imminent doom.

The past met a new day

and gave her the present,

A present left at bay

untill the future is spent.

The past stubbed the future

and used the present as future,

Healing though slow

yet the future will glow.

If the future dies

her remains will germinate,

Into roses, tullips and lillies

as new hope disseminate.

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