The Glass Poem by Sharon Collins

How deeply treasured a glass can be
Given with heart from a friend to me
Many a cheer and a faretheewell
A simple glass with a story to tell

But this time friend, a parting glass
Life's hourglass poured too fast
Your time had come, you couldn't stay
Yet still, we'll miss you every day

This glass is raised in memory
To friendship and missed company
For were you here, you'd n'er see us weep
But rather hear our laughter deep
So wipe the teardrops from your eye
And raise your glass, to say goodbye.