A long time ago I lived in the future
And my future dream becomes present.
For a time I lived in the past,
And my lost memory becomes existence.
When present is unbearable to exist,
Yesterday or tomorrow moments becomes today.
Now I thrive to live in the present,
And my every day hope becomes reality.
Those who enjoy the present can be truly happy
And thus, no longer live with regrets of past days.
Adrian B 
Indeed, Adrian. This is the only way of existence. Though not everybody pays attention to that.
You are right Adrian. A lot of us live in the past and some in the future – in dreamland. We do not have to forget the past or fail to think of the future but the best place to live is in the present. Thanks for good call.
Thank ” wise man” for your comment, like and follow.
You amaze me Adrian. Please, kindly tell me how you came about that name ‘wise man’. I am really curious to know. I’ll tell you why. Meanwhile thanks for your positive response to me.
I am pleased that you like my poem. You write that people are calling you “The wise man” and after I read your blog I realized that is true. Read you soon Wise Man.
Okay Adrian. Thanks. That’s what they call me. And you too are wise. Let’s continue to journey together.
Thank you .
Beautiful, Adrian! 😀
Thank you Linda. I appreciate your comment.