A New Year’s Toast
I lift up my glass in a toast to you all,
good poetry friends of mine.
The soft background music that now I can hear
are the strains of Auld Lang Syne,
The feelings and thinking that we have all shared
soar across countries and over the seas.
The friendships inspired by our words and our verse
Leave long lasting mem’ries with me.
So here’s to the talented bards I have met,
long may we continue to meet,
as we skip through the tules of metrical verse
With rhythm on iambic feet.