Sunday, February 27, 2011

The present

I really love this poem.

The present

To realise the value of one year, ask a student who failed a grade.

To realise the value of one month, ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.

To realise the value of one week, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.

To realise the value of one hour, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.

To realise the value of one minute, ask a person who just missed a train.

To realise the value of one second, ask someone who just avoided an accident.

To realise the value of one millisecond, ask the person who won a silver medal at the olympics.

Author unknown
 
Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why its called the present.
 
 
 

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