The fragile shell around this world
Where life can fleet in a moment
And a lovers tryst can turn ugly
This moment is so evanescent
We need to grab the golden ring
And pinch all the joy there is
Out of today.
Watch the bubbles from a imp's wand
Listen to our muse wax poetic
Join in the laughter even at ourselves
For none of us know
If we even have a tomorrow
Furtive passes at life
Gain us nothing but difficulties.
Attack it with gusto
Go for the gold
Right here right now.

10-14-03
Laura R