Every Single Day

Though we may battle our opponent — time,
someday we must admit defeat.
As the days run into weeks … and years,
too soon, a lifetime is complete.

But if the span of every lifetime
were cut into pieces with a knife,
then every single day would be
… a single slice of life.

And we’d be certain of the days we have
to laugh, to love … to live,
knowing just how much to take from life
… and just how much to give.

We’d divide our time accordingly,
say and do the things we’d need
because every single day to us
would then be, guaranteed.

But life is not indefinite;
time continues its forward stride…
and it may end before the laughter’s done
and all the tears are cried.

So do what you feel you have to do
and say what you need to say.
Seize all the life contained within
every single day.

Say “I Love You” more often,
than just every now and then…
For you may not have the chance tomorrow
to say it once again.

Don’t put off true happiness.
Don’t put your hopes and dreams on a shelf.
Live every single day
as if it were a lifetime, in itself.