The Final Meal

Should I regret the last meal I have here
Because it marks the end of vacation.
I will have to pack away all the cheer,
And the enjoyment of relaxation,
But I get to have a final moment
Where I can raise up my golden chalice,
Toasting to this meal in this restaurant
Off from Responsibility’s malice.
I will push away thoughts of tomorrow
For there is nothing I can do about it;
Instead, I will uncrease my furrowed brow,
And empty the pain from my stomach’s pit.
For I still have this short amount of time,
And my goal will be to make it sublime.