The Toast
Home 
About myself 
Poetry 
Links 
Contact me 

 

The Toast

 

Raise your glasses way up high.
Come join me in this toast.
Do not ask the reason why,
Just humour your foolish host.
 

A toast  to life that's so unfun.
No joy again today.
Just can't wait till it's all done.
I've got to get away.
 

But to where I do not know,
Nor do I seem to care.
It doesn't matter where I go,
I will not see you there.
 

I know that I don't know you,
But someday we will meet.
There is so much I have to do,
So I will not be weak.
 

Will you let me stay?
Will you throw me out?
I do really hope and pray,
You'll banish all my doubt.
 

Now drink what's in the glass.
My toast has now been said.
Let this rotten life now pass.
We all must move ahead

 

[Home][About myself][Poetry][Links][Contact me]

Copyright(c) 2001 Thomas Dziuba. All rights reserved.