Single Malt Smile

A gentleman still,
Who will not take his whisky
Through a straw;
But in a crystal glass.

Cheers!
You whisper,
Oblivious to the long minutes it has taken
To raise your glass.

Cheers.
I say,
Happy-Sad at the sight
Of your single malt smile.

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2 Responses to Single Malt Smile

  1. jfb57 says:

    Defiant to the last!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Bless. 😦
    It is the hardest thing ever.

    Liked by 1 person

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