#WritcoPoemChallenge
The door to tomorrow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way.


Depressed, you are in yesterday's furrow,
Anxious, you are being tomorrows prey,
At peace,you are in today's burrow,
Live,Let the tears go where they may.


When you are stuck in the past of pharaoh,
and move to the future come what may,
Your path becomes harsh and narrow,
you travel facing back,go astray.


Past is like those islands,sinking in row,
They are great to visit,learn and play,
But to stay,it's a horrible farrow,
Where you sink yourselves,your life at bay.


Change bears pain,said wise sparrow,
For a man is his sculptor,and his clay,
Work some more,in today's claro,
you have seen the pain,now get rewards that pay.


Learn from your footsteps,learn to bow,
Let it sustain,with messages it convey,
But never stay on same steps,never squeeze the same marrow,
When you walk on it again,it complicates by overlay.