Yesterday is gone.
Today has an action plan.
Tomorrow wishes.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Originally Published on January 14, 2021
Yesterday is gone.
Today has an action plan.
Tomorrow wishes.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy
Originally Published on January 14, 2021
Open the door,
travel through time,
adventures roar,
echo and chime.
always want more,
to feel sublime,
wishes all soar,
when faith is prime.
Travel the past,
What could be changed?
shifts and contrast,
are rearranged,
flies by so fast,
throughout each stage,
emotions last,
after they age.
Tomorrow comes.
What will it bring?
Infinite glum?
or blooming spring?
Pick up the crumbs,
moments that bling,
yesterday drums,
the future sings.
The moment nears,
capture it now.
Release old fears,
they fall and bow.
Joyful tears cheer,
take a true vow.
Bright days appear,
if thoughts allow.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Talking with shadows,
to pass stagnant time.
Feeling so hollow,
inner voices chime.
“Be present today,
push the past away,
what the mind replays,
perceptions display.“
So hard to swallow
pain that sticks like grime,
simple to wallow
in an endless climb.
” Push past yesterday,
or the old will stay,
leave all where it lays,
heal and feel okay.“
Seeking tomorrow,
hope all is sublime,
choosing to follow,
a future so prime.
” Life will often sway,
and carry dismay,
enjoy the sun rays,
smiling past each day.“
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Every moment counts.
Distance increases fondness.
Enjoy each second.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Breezy bright day,
days float through time,
time flies and sways,
sways as it climbs.
Climbs over fears,
fears create views,
views of the years,
years that left hues.
Hues alway lasts,
lasts underneath,
underneath vast,
vast memories.
Memories haunt,
haunt to stop cheer,
cheers build a fort,
fort made to clear.
Clears up a path,
path touches skies,
skies without wraths,
wraths say “goodbye”.
Goodbyes allow
a sense of peace,
peace offers vows,
vows fill the breeze.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
Present times are here.
The past is a passing wave.
Always move forward.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Time can be so cruel,
exhausting all fuel.
Removing bright smiles,
providing great trials.
Time has no pity,
erasing pretty.
Creasing the defined,
forming wrinkled lines.
Time is not gentle,
feeling quite vengeful.
Presenting sworn fate,
arriving too late.
Time holds memories,
playing reveries.
Reliving day dreams,
allowing live scenes.
Time quickly visits,
minute by minute.
Greeting just to pass,
boring moments last.
Time can carry smiles,
that linger a while.
Visions of high slopes,
creating great hopes.
Time is imagined,
while being examined.
Ever intangible
non understandable.
Time does not exist,
running to persist.
Assisting life’s course,
without a true source.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Enjoy everyday.
Time can be unforgiving.
Value the moment.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
The future wishes.
The past is laced with regrets.
The present just breathes.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
The future is here.
Be aware of this moment.
It quickly passes.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy