Mother's Favorite Drink Poem by Curtis Johnson

Mother’s favorite Drink
By Curtis Johnson

She had many good days and bad ones
There were sad moments and happy ones

There was a period in which she was a daily soft drink consumer
But I must say that there was nothing soft about the drink she craved
She was captivated by a certain strong drink more than any other
As for me, if it wasn’t for the salt and the sugar it contained,
I too would be drinking with a frowning face, just like her

Doing the laundry, cleaning the house, and cooking,
Or simply taking her infrequent leisure

Beautifying someone’s hair,
Or just chatting with a friend

There was often a small green glass bottle of soda near by.
This lady never poured from the bottle to a drinking glass.
Such a classy ritual was never required nor desired by her. The most favored and refreshing moment for her was a bag of salted peanuts slowly poured into the strong drink

Watching as his mother intakes her favorite snack,
A little boy looks on and captures a magical moment
The drink was ice cold and very strong to the taste;
And the peanuts were saturated with salt;
But mother liked it that way

Many years have come and gone, but the memories will not soon pass
Those precious magical moments will forever last

Mama, happily drinking her cold and soothing coca cola
The tasty bottle of coke, filled with the salted peanuts
Mama’s frowns from the very strong taste,
but enjoying every drop

Time has made the little boy a man;
but the memory of that magical moment shall forever stand

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