Random Acts of Poetry

Lift a Glass

Four hundred years ago
a hundred survivors of a harrowing voyage
and twice that number of the natives
who welcomed and guided them
through that first harsh winter, gathered
to share a feast of friendship and joy.

We gather today in remembrance
of those lives that were then intertwined.

There are fewer of us than in previous years
but those who remain will sit around the table
sharing our our memories of love and family
testimonies of our fortunate situations
while we raise a glass to those we miss
and give thanks for those we still hold


Written for the 48 Hour Media Prompt