On This Last Eve
There are no more squares to fill
Nor pages to turn
Nothing can be changed
But how we act tomorrow
And how we think about the past.
It is done
A tapestry of memories woven in our minds
Events left to history.
In the morning
A new calendar will grace the wall
Waiting to be filled with commitments & adventures.
Let the glasses clink with their bright sound
Among this circle of friends & family.
Let us toast to the warmth of love & friendship,
A better tomorrow
& the chance to begin again.