“Cheers!”

I keep emptying,
Glass after glass.
Trying to forget
What I recall.
Some memories are
NOT worth keeping,
After all. . . .

Memory is indeed,
A funny thing.
We live our
Lives making them.
But without love,
Nothing is remembered.
After all. . . .

I’ve kept giving,
Hoping for love.
Made many millions,
For other people.
I am unknown,
without a dime.
After all. . . .

I’ve been homeless.
I’ve been kind.
I’ve been ruthless.
I’ve been happy.
I’ve been sad.
I’ve gone mad.
After all. . . .

I can’t recall
What I need.
So, CHEERS!
Cheers to my memories.
Cheers to my past.
Cheers to my oblivion.
PLEASE,
Refill my glass.