a wine song

Have care, be kind, do not spill wine

on strangers you have not yet met.

Thank the glass for every drop;

for the crystal that is not true cracked,

for the shard that is not sharp as yet.

Steady hand, sure-footed as she goes;

look into the eyes of strangers

and ask how much you know.

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