Arthura

A sparkling wine
Without the spike
No need to cover pain

Proud to have Arthura
Be your name

Forget are days
Of bitterness
Of spite

Family and loved ones
Surround you with noise
Working to help others
So they too might enjoy

The fruit of recovery
The Love of sisters and brothers
A portion of the Faith
Your life has discovered

The decades in front of you
Are less than those
You have left behind

But mortality is ok
When laughter and Love
Are the spike
In your sparkling wine