What Lies Ahead
Write like it's your last poem
Sing like it's your last song
Love like it's your very first love
Kisses as sweet as a baby dove's
Every morning, bounce out of bed
Who can tell what lies ahead
Weave through the day in a special way
Be it sunny and bright or cloudy and gray
Whatever you do, do it with joie d' vivre
With power and passion, though not all fevered
You've got your plans; the Creator has His
When He lowers the curtain ~ That's show biz!
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