Old Scribblings

I was going through some older stuff I've written some time back, and I managed to find my collection of poetry that I wrote some time last year. I tend to write when I'm upset, or when my state of emotions are in flux... you'll see. ;) I thought I'd share a very pretty piece with you today....

Who knows what tomorrow will bring,
All we have it today;
And all I can see, is all I can say
Who knows what life will throw our way.

These are things we will never know how,
We only have here, and now;
And we can only tell time with time,
For now, I just know you are mine.

If tomorrow things change,
It is beyond our control,
And all we have is here now.
It is all we see, and all that we say
And it is only for today.

I haven't givent this piece a name yet. Any suggestions?