Oh whiskey my dear freind
I could drink to no end,
There through my
sadness and
depression
as well as my
happiness and
celebration,
in all your colours
tastes and
textures,
helping me
see through
lifes lectures.
Hahahaha I like this very cheeky I might add but again you write with an easy flow from line to line. Bravo! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hey Robert this is great! Really flows. xx tamara