Monday, September 23, 2019

a toast

we tap our glasses together.
cheers

to life
to love
to now.

then we drink while
the champagne is cold,
the bubbles
loud.

what does anything matter
but
family
and friends, loved ones.

it's a brutal world
softened only by a kind word,
a gentle hand,

a kiss.

a toast, a vow.

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