A toast to all poems
The ones that come along
With pain and delight
To life, It's mysteries, sadness and romances
All equal all unknown
These up and down poems

A toast to the path we tread
And all we find
To the friends we make and love
All the seasons that come and goes
Time is what we have
These round about poems

A toast to all our dreams
The ones that stay the night
A matured old whisky refined
To the angel beer and social nights
Lets eat these hard won fruits
These in and out poems

by Jon Gershon