A Toast, a Canticle, a Living Requiem
Here's a toast to the ones you leave behind.
To the ones who time carries you past,
spending a while with comrades
until the rivers drag you away.
To the ones who sail their own courses through life,
a far, far cry from your own.
And yet, that cry is always heard,
in the end,
for companionship ever beckons.
The lanterns on their prows
shine a light for you, always;
whenever they're near their fellow in need.
To the ones you never fail
and who never fail you;
to the ones whose separation
marks the end of an era.
Yes;
a toast to the ones you leave behind.
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