As I walked, It walked past me, As I stopped, It struck my face softly, Asking me to move, To keep moving forward, And never look back, Past is enduring, Sometimes a soulless stack.
And the future is uncertain, You never know what is behind the curtain. Live in the present, This moment is only certain. Be merry Oh lad, And make past shy and future so glad. - Akanksha V.