Another year winds down, and I raise my glass and offer you this toast – wherever in the world you may be…
Here’s to new friends and old ghosts,
reluctant ends and making most.
To strangers with things yet to teach
And patience for the ones who preach.
To tears from which insight is born,
And laughter that can mend what’s worn.
To love of every kind that’s true
And minor chords that cure what’s blue.
To once great pain that now seems small,
And standing up more than you fall.
To good drinks, worthwhile fights,
And courage in your darkest nights.
May you live what you are meant to do
And may this new year be good to you.