A Glass Half Full
You’ll have your brandy
And I’ll have my wine
We’ll worry about change,
Everything will be fine
We may reminisce
And think of the days
When you were so eager
And I had my ways
We’ll think of our blessings
And how far we’ve come
We’ll bicker a bit,
Called fighting by some
Yet we will find comfort
With your hand in mine
And you’ll have your brandy
And I’ll have my wine
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2018
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