Claude P. DeHerrera

(Colorado Springs, CO, USA)

A Trunk In The Attic - Poem by Claude P. DeHerrera

There is a trunk in the attic
Full with love letters
And memories I dare not explore
From a lovely young maiden
Whom I once loved so dearly
Back in the days of yore
She married another
Without saying goodbye
And left me alone
Just as blue as the sky
I took up drinking as a hobby
It turned into a twenty-four hour a day job
I was driven to excessive drinking
I drank day or night
I just had to have a drink
I was lost as the trunk in the attic
So I joined AA
I threw my bottle away
Now I am happy living
Just one day at a time.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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