I am here now, and gone tomorrow.
Today I celebrate, tomorrow I shall sorrow;
This “I” is reality today –
Tomorrow, my friends and family will cry in dismay,
For this moment is the now;
To the next moment I must bow.
And I know that tomorrow may never be,
That by then I may have moved on to see:
New worlds, new joys, new friends,
New sorrows, new troubles and new painful ends.
For such is the story of all life –
Filled with joy, and filled with strife,
So I look on yet to the futures of pleasure, and of harrow,
Knowing fully, that I am here now, and gone tomorrow . . . .

This poem was written/submitted by Nodis Ryzdew.