A small group sits with glass’ raised in salute
Toasts free flowing as those watching remain mute
Each in turn spins their stories and words
None lost in translation all of them heard
Two brothers, a sister and a husband to be
Together form the branches of a new family tree
A night reserved to cheer those years passed
Ran until morning but its memory still lasts
Some nights fade with each year that goes by
While others stay clear within your minds eye
A perfect reminder of life at it best
A single night that truly was blessed

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