I lift my wine glass,
To the past that created me.
The long nights watching the news,
Huddled close to my kin.
To the early mornings on a Saturday,
My attention enraptured.
Pokemon was cool as was Pinky and the Brain.
Back then I never understood the science in Dexter's Lab.
Back to the day when the days went too slow and the summers went too fast.
I lift my wine glass to the childhood I will miss and will forever be grateful to.
