to each his own

we like
to drink and laugh and
have a good
time.
we like to sleep
and eat,
and walk for miles
the wooded path.
we like to fish,
to swing inside
the hammock
on a sunny day.
to read and rest, to
fan away our troubles.
no need to quarrel, or
worry,
or wonder why
the sky is blue, or
why anything
is true or untrue.
enough with the whys.
let's just
go through this life
without a care,
without a blink,
or thought filled stare.
each to his own way
of living,
or dying. live and let
live, no need to be
concerned, no need
to be self aware.