Last words uttered
As he was dying,
As loved ones were crying.
Last words he muttered
For all to hear,
Then he wept his final tear.
Last words that he stuttered
When he awoke,
Then to his friends he spoke.
"Drink to me
And drink to my health,
Drink, drink, drink with all your wealth.
My last words will be
Drink until you are poor,
Because, I can't drink anymore."
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem