Life, Man, Wife Poem by Philo Yan

We all have but one Life,
Man should only have one wife,
Unless should one wife dies,
Find love with another, guys.

Your life is what you make of it,
You create, you make, a shape for it.
Some are bigger, Some are smaller,
Some are longer, Some are wider.
Some succeed, their shapes are higher.
Some who fail, what's their burning desire?

Life shapes can be a rainbow,
No such thing as a sunbow?
Some are brighter, some are duller,
Some sadly, do not have any color.

Be an artist, Be a painter,
Every brush stroke, tells your story,
Be it darker, Be it lighter,
The air you breathe is for free,
Your life's work, Your History,
An open book for all to see.

Celebrate your daily life,
We only have but one life,
Be so loving to your wife,
Be at home by half past five.