as life mozeys on, the perspective changes.
from the passing drama of one year drifts on to the next,
one can see differently thru the haze.
maturity grows in the mind as love grows in the heart.
what once mattered, now left behind in the dust.
old lips whisper the words:
"forgive and forget",
"live and let live".
the sun brings a new dawn as the moon carries a new dusk.
time is given as a gift and many will prosper.
the future is yours to bare... do your best.

i raise my glass to those who have shapped me, better or worse.