It's Time For A Toast... Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

How many quarts of whiskey,
Mixed with twelve ounce cans of beer,
Does it take to build your courage,
Or wash away your fears.

Drinking when your happy,
Indulging, on days your sad,
Celebrating with new friends
Remembering, those you had.

It's time for a toast,
There is a good reason everyday,
To honor, a special person,
While chasing, the thoughts of others, away.

The scene can happen anywhere
It does not matter, where you stay,
Just break the seal on the bottle,
While listening, to your favorite music play.

It's time for a toast,
Many reasons, can come into play,
Creating endless memories,
While trying to let others, fade away.



Tom Maxwell Copyright 1/14/2006