Love Relationship to life

It is available hatred or
love affair with life.
I chose to love.
Dance your life path, on top of tears.
All can be beautiful, sorrow, and death.
I proved already in
the thousands of poems,
no I do not need
to submit any.
Love the inside glows,
it bobs life deeply.
Death politely bows.
It's time to accept all of the life cycle.
Armistice time, before the next battle.
I still breathe its last chord
a poem barefoot.
Here all this time,
thank you for the life of what it gives.
Sadness, and pain, love, and happiness
spice pinch.