Look to this day, for it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course lie all the verities and realities of your existence,
the glory of action – the bliss of growth
the splendor of beauty.
For yesterday is but a dream,
And tomorrow is only a vision,
But today, well lived,
Makes every yesterday a dream of happiness,
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this day.
Such is the salutation of the dawn.
(I copied this into my journal ages ago from something I was reading and neglected to write the source.)