A Toast
To missing friends and memories,
To lovers old and new;
To ruffians and scalliwags,
God knows I've known a few;
To sinners, saints and in-betweens,
To mighty men and low;
To newlyweds, the nearly dead
And those who lie below;
To mothers, fathers, babes in arms,
To blushing bride and groom;
To all the people ever born,
And those yet in the womb;
I bid good health and happiness,
And access to a bar,
Where good friends join to raise a glass
To cries of Slàinte Mhath!