Why worry about tomorrow and the rising of the sun,
Of anguish over past mistakes that cannot be undone?

Why waste life's precious moment on things that bruise the
heart when today is ours to fashion into a work of art?

Today comes but once my friend,It never can return--
so use it wisely while you can, there's lesson you may learn

Let history record the past and tomorrow come what may be
content to do your best with what you have today!