My Glass

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My glass has been as full as the stars up above

Twinkling with bubbles, overspilling with love.

A glass crystal flute that chimed as I clinked.

In celebration, with crosses arms I linked.

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My glass so empty as I missed the last wish.

Cloudy and smudged with space for anguish.

My glass has been broken, just like my heart.

That shattered in pieces and fell far apart.

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But now I have two that came here as a pair.

They match one another, no need for despair.

Both glasses half full, with room for some more.

We can sit here and sip, not gulp like before.

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In response to the Daily Prompt – Glass

 

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