live like the sun

today is mine,
to laugh,
to love,
to live.
just like a vine,
i thrive
so i
might give
 
my finest wine
to heal
the ills
of life.
to make sublime
the ways
of war
and strife,
 
i toe the line
lest, when
my course
is run,
i should repine
empty,
lost, and
undone.
 
laugh at yourself;
love will
smile back
at you.
love someone else;
thus, to
yourself
be true.
 
live like the sun
and bless
the world
of men:
your life, when done,
treads not
this path
again.
 
© Copyright 2019 August 10
by Clyve A. Bowen♫