Jean Beraud, After the Misdeed (c. 1885)
Past and Future Joined, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Yesterday is just that, it won’t return,
No matter how many tears I let fly.
For its return, yes certainly I yearn,
To right my many wrongs before I die.
Time has no handle on the exit door,
There but the future for me to explore.
Becoming friends with people I abhor,
Laying on kisses to those I adore.
Life is too short to have fear of the past,
But if I have sinned against another,
Must make loving peace that will ever last.
Giving love shall always be the clincher.
The length of the journey we do not know,
Therefore share your love oft before you go.