In the glass, the golden elixir swirls,
Reflecting the laughter of nights unfurled.
Each sip, a journey, a story told,
A warmth that comforts, a spirit bold.

With friends, we gather, the moments shared,
The clinking of glasses, hearts laid bare.
Through joy and sorrow, the drink remains,
A silent witness to love’s sweet pains.

The amber glow in candlelight,
A beacon in the darkest night.
It speaks of times both lost and found,
In every drop, a memory bound.

So here’s a toast to life and cheer,
To every smile, to every tear.
In this glass, the world we see,
A dance of spirits, wild and free.