A Toast To The Fallen

A Toast To The Fallen

A Poem by Re'al McNameson

A simple poem that I wrote to honor the dead.


One for the fallen and then one for I,

I count each day when I pass them by,

Until we meet again, far beyond the sky,

On that day when comes my time,

From the burn in each drink,

My mind is brought to think,

Of the times, I neared the brink,

Seeing the dead without a blink.

I knew that before too long,

I would join them in their song.

On this Earth I’m not for long,

With the dead I do belong.






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(Laughter/Storm, the humorous one)


(Emotions/Free, the dark, deep, introspective one)


© 2012 Re'al McNameson

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Added on October 5, 2012
Last Updated on October 10, 2012
Tags: Death, Dying, Die, Dead, Loss, Mourning, Pain, Alcohol, Drinking, Shot, Shots, Suffering, Depression


Re'al McNameson
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