3WW: Enough Moping Already

The winter blues can leave us bowed
And daily life seems sad and stale
But sun still shines above the cloud
Just hiding high behind a veil
We wait for warmer days to hail
But though we dream of summer’s blaze
Why wait til then for moods to sail?
Forget tomorrows, live todays

The city’s filled with goal-gripped crowd
Who rush to climb career’s iced rail
But one day all will wear a shroud
Their sacred quest’s to no avail
For death comes fast and life is frail
The world seems racing through a maze
But urgency hides all detail,
Forget tomorrows, live todays

Ambitions won may please the proud
But turn obsessive should they fail
Beyond all wisdom, on they’ve ploughed
Still chasing down their great white whale
They struggle further up the trail
And aim for power, money, praise
Against these, how can joy prevail?
Forget tomorrows, live todays

Prince, cease attempts all heights to scale
Eternal striving never pays
So pause, relax, de-stress, exhale,
Forget tomorrows, live todays.

The 3WW words are amaze, frail and sacred. Not sure I entirely agree with the sentiment of my refrain, however “Plan for tomorrow but don’t get so overwhelmed by it that you forget to live today” isn’t really well suited to iambic tetrameter.