A gathering of friends, the night is young,
We sit around the table, candles glow,
Our laughter fills the air like songs unsung,
As stories shared allow our bonds to grow.
The clink of wine glasses, a toast to cheer,
With plates abundant, savoury and sweet,
The flavours mix with memories so dear,
In every bite, the warmth of friendship meets.
As hours drift and stars begin to rise,
We linger still, our hearts content, at peace,
With every look, a spark of joy implies
That moments such as these will never cease.
In friendship’s feast, we find our richest fare,
For love and laughter bloom when we are there.