Out The Window Pane

Out the window pane,
A gentle breeze,
As gentle as a zephyr,
A reminiscing,
The fury, the hurt,

Out the window pane,
A swift wind,
As swift as time,
A recollecting,
The strain, the torment,

Out the window pane,
My coterie of survivors,
My clan of champs,
With wine glasses held high,
The toast is made;

To the squeals at night,
To the rumblings at noon,
To the misery at dawn,
To the victory in all,

"Clinks"

We made it.