Why must we, so selfishly
Mourn the cards we didn’t get
Rather than revelling in
Every moment ‘fore we split?
Life comes with no guarentees;
Very sad, but it is true.
Let’s celebrate the hand we have
Before our journey here is through.
Don’t worry what tomorrow brings,
We truly have no way to tell.
We’ve got this now and memories
Of times together, me and you.
Let’s not waste a chip on grief
For what remains inside that shoe,
If we try to hedge this bet
We rob ourselves, both me and you.
Let’s play this hand that we’ve been dealt,
Revel in this very now
Without a thought for for what’s at stake
The pot’s still growing, anyhow!