Future Present Poem by Maureen Pickford

One day
You'll look down
From a vantage point
Of your future plain
And view your past.
From this distance
It will have become small;
As if viewed from the wrong end
Of a telescope.

And all of yours hopes and dreams?
You will have worked
Hard for them.
Some will have become true.
And the rest?
Well, you'll eventually see
It was for the best.

And all of your worries and fears?
Well, you can both
Overcome them.
Because if you stay
Together.
They'll become easier
To weather.

Then, when you look
Down the years,
Neither of you
Will ever again
Countenance
That the grass
Could ever be greener
On the other side
Of the fence.