Somebody's trash...somebody's treasure

Here lays a random piece of trash
No partner. No match.
Just driving by and stopped to see
And there laid the one and only

Just a bottle it appears
But it's the laughter to my ears
A memory of laughs in the back
Wise jokes we all would crack

Bottle in each hand; smiles surround
This signifies good times all around
Somebody else's trash is honestly someone else's treasure
Drink up for one good measure.

Just a silly little poem to go with the random beer bottle I found on the side of the road.
Location: Glendora Mountain Road