how happy my soul
a glass of crimson red wine
how sad, when it’s gone!
By Sarah ©2017
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Prompt: Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, #36, Words: happy, sad
Cracking open a red wine
We’ve had cellared for a while.
Remembering our trip to D’areys,
Made me stop and a smile.
We tasted and we swished
The red liquid ’round and ’round.
Until we had decided,
The best wines to be found
Many purchases were made that day.
They’ve lasted quite some years.
There’s nothing better in winter,
Than wine (it sure beats beers!)
So as I pour my portion,
And swill it in my glass.
I think 8.4 standard drinks,
Is actually a farce.
The way I pour my red wine,
Is more generous than some.
I will probably be a ‘feral fox’
By the time this bottle’s done.
By Sarah ©2017
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