There lays no other day but now,
for life and love do not allow
another chance to best bestow
a happy ever-after.
We must step sure on way we walk,
and pace the trail without a balk,
not letting others’ words be talk
that saps our inner fire.
Put foot to path and start anew,
as Shakespeare, to self ever-true,
for flames we douse we always rue,
and life’s full-lived with laughter.
Eric M. Vogt