I’ve shut the door on yesterday and its sorrows and mistakes.

I’ve locked within its gloomy walls past failures and heartaches;

And now I’ve thrown the key away to seek another room;

I’ll furnish it with hope and smiles and every springtime bloom.

No thought shall enter this abode that has a hint of pain

And every malice and distrust shall never therein reign.

I’ve shut the door on yesterday and thrown the key away.

Tomorrow holds no doubt for me since I have found today.

                            Anonymous