I Raise My Glass

This came to me at one in the morning back in April. And the funny thing is that later that day, my best friend's dog died so in a sense this is a bittersweet poem.

I raise my glass to those who are alive
I raise my glass to those who have passed
I raise my glass for those who once were
I raise my glass for those who shall be
I raise my glass for you
I raise my glass for me
I raise my glass to drink the bitter fate
I raise it off of the plate
I know that we are not long
Enjoy what we have this small song
Enjoy what is thrown our way by fate
What we are experiencing is no mistake
Even if you close your eyes to wish it away
The sun will still rise upon a new day
And you will still look in the mirror
While whining about your waning looks
And regretting all of those times
That you got away with your crimes
When shall you be caught
Was it in vain was it in naught?
But still I shall raise my glass
To you my friend may it last
Let the past be the past
Let the future be clear
And may you be forever near
When I raise my glass the final time
May it chime and ring true