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Champagne Flutes : Fine and Clear

Updated on May 18, 2012
Toast to life
Toast to life
Life celebration
Life celebration

(Youth is the period in life as active as uncorked champagne. Some silliness during the time becomes cause for a few lifelong regrets. A youth's life is as bubbling as champagne, and the changes it undergoes are varying and dynamic. The ever present human curiosity compels all, particularly young men and women, to wonder of the world outside the constricted realm of family. The happiness and/or disappointment he/she faces depend solely on the intruders who walk uninvited into their life. However, some are fortunate enough to be held back by a solid rock of support, a guardian or well-wisher. Every drop of champagne contained by that strong flute secures a better hold on the future).

Amber glows the glass browner,

Sunbeam dancing in deeper depths,

Chandelier sparkle bubbles stronger,

The froth overwhelming, dancing, never rests.

Corked for life, she simmers dim,

Hazel hued as charred wood

Ring of white guards her rim

The glass case, test of times stood.

Then comes a morrow of freedom

From glass to glass, the case changes

Ecstasy rules her mind, she above any rum

Unseen, the harm around lounges.

Her knight, the flute empty-handed till,

Bears her joy, smiling broad.

Hard as opaque rock, guards her still,

Fragile as her, snaps bubble hoard.

So fine, so untouched her smile,

One day recedes,

The flute passes around strangers,

Guilty, her heart now bleeds.


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      silverstararrow 5 years ago from India

      Hi Mhatter99, thank you for stopping by and commenting.

      Hope you aren't actually serious about your Rosenthal flutes.

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      Martin Kloess 5 years ago from San Francisco

      One deep regret, I'll never use my Rosenthals again