In our severing
I toast with a shattered glass.
Always the laughter.
and if any Merlot spills from the bottling line today... I shall think of you.... Salute! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice! ! Funny, but at the same time sad...almost ironic i would say, and very clever. Plus you win pt's from me, as i often reference shattered glass in my poems...Great stuff in 3 lines! 10/10