Today, while the blossom

Today, while the blossom still clings to the vine,
I'll taste your strawberries, I'll drink your sweet wine.
A million tomorrows shall pass away,
'ere I forget all the joy that is mine, Today.

I'll be a dandy and I'll be a rover.
You'll know who I am by the songs that I sing.
I'll feast at your table, I'll sleep in your clover,
who cares what the morrow shall bring?

I can't be contented with yesterday's glory
I can't live on promises, winter to spring,
today is my moment, now is my story,
I'll laugh, I'll cry and I'll sing.

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From my search on the web, this may or may not be by Rod McKuen.

Alex