Bartending Days Poem by Donna Nimmo

Bartending Days

Rating: 4.9

I worked in a bar, to make fast money
The people were kind and often funny
I would make their drink, listen to their story
They sought my council, but I got the glory
Working there to get out of the past
I found nice people whose friendship would last
They never failed to compliment me
It was my abusive ex, I was trying to flee
My self esteem, I had lost it all
Because of a hateful man who liked to brawl
The tips were great, the people too
I was working with a wondeful crew
I worked that job, for many years
It was full of laughter, not any tears
They brought me back, from the dead
Got me out of the painful life, I lead
It's not bad being a bartender, when you don't drink
It kept me from going to see a shrink
I had to quit my job, because my mom got sick
And by her side was where I'd stick
I still smile when I remember those glory days
When I got paid to hear their praise
Their kind word would mend my soul
And I got away from him, that was my main goal!

David Gerardino 16 November 2006

They brought me back, makes the poem.................................10

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Con Nie 08 April 2006

Hi Donna, I liked this poem. Sounds like a great experience for you. I had some good days bartending too at a young age. Brought back some of the good memories, although I did drink then and I perhaps would have had more good memories than bad if I wasn't drinking so much back then. Anyway, good to hear a positive perspective of bartending because I am sure there are many negative perspectives of it, too. Good poem. Sincerely, Connie Webb

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Ray Lucero 01 December 2005

Donna, You say: 'It kept me from going to see a shrink' True enough, but your writing is equally theraputic. Now I see why you are so will take me a while to wade through all your words...keep healing. Ray

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David Darbyshire 01 December 2005

Well Donna darling, this is a nice poem I think tells the truth, well a little Love dave xxxx

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Bill Grace 01 December 2005

Donna, I enjoyed all of this poem but the line I loved was: 'It's not bad being a bartender, when you don't drink' Blessings, Bill Grace

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