Play These Cards

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!