Optimist

We come out of the night,
Born to a world of light,
To spend our days with joy
For life is a wondrous toy,
With pleasures filled,
Let's live it to the hilt,
Never worry about tomorrow,
Just use it all and borrow,
And when we have to go,
To our creditors
We'll leave the sorrow...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz