Past and Future

The past sat down beside me

To tell me a few things

Reminding me of what it knew

Of the dreams I used

To dream

The future toddled over

In its infancy

Listening fascinatedly

To the past’s recount of things

Future sat there

Starry eyed

Fired up to go about

Turning dreams to reality

I looked in its eager face

And felt my weary bones

Knowing I was standing

On a precipice

All my own