Anne Winter Poet Free verse

Champagne Toast

One day, someday, everything will be changed,
You will rise above all that is drowning you now. 
There will be a champagne toast,
You will taste love,
The warm, fuzzy and all consuming love will settle down in your stomach,
And there will be roses and butterflies,
A halo of stars around your head,
You will heal, dear friend, you will heal. 

Die a thousand times,
Until the poem rhymes,
Fight the tough times,
Until the wind chimes. 

Burn through the fire and feel the flames,
Let yourself be soot but rise again,
You will heal, dear friend, you will heal. 
Stay strong for the happiness you will feel.

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Sara Kendrick December 31, 2025 at 5:09 AM Yes, we can heal with time and come out better on the other side. Thank you for sharing this one with us. Sara K Anne Winter January 2, 2026 at 1:21 AM Thank you so much for stopping by and reading my poem :)

Brandy Nicole December 30, 2025 at 6:39 PM Dearest Anne, this is very encouraging and uplifting. I like this thought, ' Stay strong, for the happiness you will feel. ' So true, my dear sweet friend. I'm wrapping this statement gently around my heart. Many wonderful blessings to you. : ) Hugs, Brandy Anne Winter January 2, 2026 at 1:20 AM Dearest Brandy, I feel so grateful reading your lovely note. Thank you so much! Best, Anne

I Am Anaya December 28, 2025 at 1:42 PM Anne, tearing up. Oh poetess you shall rise like the phoenix herself! A sigh, your light shines brightly~ Peace be with you. A toast of champagne to the new year (glasses clink) ! Happy New Year! Love, Anaya Anne Winter January 2, 2026 at 1:19 AM Thank you so much! I appreciate it :)

Daniel Henry Rodgers December 22, 2025 at 9:23 AM Dearest Anne, Knowing this poem rises directly from your own life gives every line a deeper gravity. The way you write about breaking, burning, and still choosing to rise feels less like metaphor and more like lived truth, the kind that’s earned through real pain and real courage. What moved me most was the tenderness you extend to your future self, the one who will heal, who will taste love again, who will stand in her own light. Rise, my Dear Phoenix! Holiday Blessings, Dear Anne, Daniel Anne Winter December 23, 2025 at 10:51 PM My dearest friend, I'm truly grateful :)

CayCay Godwin December 22, 2025 at 7:23 AM APPLAUSE AND MORE APPLAUSE for the strength, resolve, fortitude in your lines and EXQUISITE poetry lines that stirred my poetic adrenaline. I'm faving, the last two stanzas sealed that decision for me. WOW and delight are mine but I'm air sending you faith. Anne Winter December 23, 2025 at 10:51 PM Thank you so much :)