Let's Raise a Glass in December
For Babs's "Ask Me in December" Challenge
This is my entry for Babs Iverson's "Ask Me in December" challenge. Here is the link
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Ask me in December
about the party in September.
The one you missed when life had other plans.
Talk to me some future day,
and I’ll regale that night in May,
when the choice to come was taken from your hands.
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Let’s chat about that time in March,
when yet again, we were apart,
by circumstances out of our control.
I’ll thank you for that day in June,
when your welcome hug helped to ease the gloom,
of grief that overwhelmed my tattered soul.
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Life surely flies by on a breeze.
Quicker, with every breath it seems.
On our best laid plans, so often there's a wrench.
There was a time, so far away,
we laughed together every day.
A friendship through the ages, we've entrenched.
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Now the times together we do spend,
are few and far between, my friend.
Please know, I’ll always love you just the same.
Let's raise a glass in December,
and toast the warm days we remember,
when youth was ours and life was just a game.
About the Creator
Cathy holmes
Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.
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Comments (22)
This is a wonderful tribute to friendship. I adore "your welcome hug helped to ease the gloom, of grief that overwhelmed my tattered soul." It's a perfect expression of how old, true friends can comfort us.
I could see this being a song. Do you know anyone who could stick a melody to it? 😁😁😁
Gotta love that last stanza ending. It was perfect! Great entry, Cathy!
So good! This captures those friendships that are hard to maintain when life gets in the way but roots form such a deep bond it still persists
ah, speak not to me of youth...that one flew away years ago. Now the aches and pains of being not so youthful fill our days. Yet we don;t give in, we enjoy every moment, carefree and young at heart. Lovely poetry.
This was so beautiful to read! Well written too!
Well-wrought! The winter months are, in the coldest parts of the world, the most amiable time for reflection and the celebration of a successful harvest!
It's touching! The way it captures the essence of friendship and the passage of time is heartfelt. It's a beautiful reminder of the value of friendship and cherishing the moments we share with loved ones.
BRILLIANT!! 👏👏👏👏👏
Thanks for writing such beautiful stories.
Beautifully written!
This was so poignantly beautiful. Loved your poem so much!
Oh gosh this was lovely. I think it’s so true as there are some friendships that you can literally pick up years later and it’s like you were together an hour ago. Great stuff.
Luv it! 💞
Such a wistful, pensive, lovely piece :)
Excellent words , love this poem
Such a lovely poem
I'll raise a glass to your poem!!!
Awesome meter and rhyme, warm, nostalgic and emotional! What a marvelous heartstring tugger, Cathy!
This is so lovely, Cathy!
Beautiful work
Aw Cathy- did it again. Tears. You have such a talent for whimsy and capturing emotion. Stunning 🤍