

JUST THE TOUGHT OF THE DAY!
This life, a bliss when choice is thine to weave,
In idle gazes, no reason to grieve.
Through scars, you gain wisdom, each burn a guide,
Love's game in your heart, once more you abide.
Reload or drown sorrows in whiskey's embrace,
But never let whispers declare it a waste.
From void emerge tales, each moment a thrill,
For every path's charm finds its lover still.