A Toast

A Toast

To the young woman learning self respect
To the young man achieving self control

To the little boy getting from A-Z
With out messing up any of the letters in between

To that elderly couple
Who together strive to complete their daily crossword puzzle

To the things that keep us sane
To the things that rack our brains

To the young soul who finds peace
To the solider who fights in the Middle East

To those who died so that this Country could be free
To HIM who died so that WE ALL could be free

To the artist who expose what the rest of us aren’t aware of
To the poets who fight through the pain of writers block

To the dancers who move with a fluid accuracy
To the musicians who speak truth with their melodies

To the drummers to give my heart it’s rhythmic beat
To the bands that make us tap our feet

To the groups that make us lose our minds
To the life we had, once upon a time

To the life we now have, thanks to iPhones!
To you, for having read this poem

Join me now and raise your glass
Accept this toast, as if it were your last.