Eat Drink and Be Merry

Raise your glass, he said

Because all our worries

Tonight, their meaning is empty

Dreams like dying stars,

Memories fading into grayscale blurs and

Most importantly

Tomorrow is nothing because

We may never make it there.

Life is short but sweet, yes

Like a summer dress or

The hope love brings.

When you were young,

Everything felt much softer

Home was a lot closer and

It all looked a lot more like

Jesus.

Tomorrow, we die.