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I love this poem by my fellow blogger LuAnne Holder and hope you do too.
It is reprinted with her permission.

Posted on  by LuAnne Holder

I ask 
When do I begin? 
When is it time to stop? 
When will we slow climate change? 
When will there be peace? 

Yet, When implies a future 
I should live here Now 

In the Now I can’t predict
if a third world war may come or 
if climate change will annihilate the planet or 
if AI will take over human life 

Now allows me, however, to 
take steps to protect the environment, 
spread lovingkindness, 
be my own kind of activist,  
help others Now 

A doom and gloom attitude 
is not being here Now; 
such an attitude  
is being here When 

When hasn’t come yet, though, 
there’s still time right Now

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Author: BHW

I am an octogenarian, mother, grandmother, wife, sister, friend, voracious reader, and amateur poet. I am dedicated to keeping both my mind and body active through yoga and tai chi, walks with my dog, rich discussion with my book club and 80+ groups, and numerous other activities. I have a deep curiosity about the world and its inhabitants.

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