There are so many things
one cannot control…
like war,
other people’s
behavior
and death.
yet, the flowers still
remain so beautiful.
love is still love
in all its shades
and forms.
and, kindness is still kindness
when given freely.
faith will always remain hope
when one is sincere.
fun is fun
and best remembered
over all bad.
but,
wine always tastes as good
as memory permits.
petting your pet kitty
and dog will always
feel fine,
because they do not
withhold their love
from us.
and, all our good
deeds and
memories will
surely
pass
as all the bad.
Yes, we were there.
Those young memories of wine and roses.
those memories linger
to this day…
for, it is all we have now.
the fondest of all memories…
yes, the positive was very good
and the bad was very bad,
as my dear
bartender,
my last friend
my only friend
fills my emptied
glass
thrice
more.
