Make The Most Of Every Day Poem by Paul Reed

Make the most of every day

There are only so many granted

Never throw even one away

Not drink the wine decanted;



Every new day is a chance

To hang on the breeze like a gull

When gone, a day less to sing and dance

So shine - and not be so dull;



Crazy sorrows and woes be gone

Let them forget about me

This cool ground that I stand upon

Is as restless as the sea;



A divine gift given for free

That left you to act as host

Hear your life's earmest plea -

'Make the most, make the most! '