My mind wanders far too long (a poem)
Uploading pics from my phone when I came across this from a relapse in February. It's probably an ACOA thing but here goes:
The Only Refuge I Have Ever Known
The only refuge I have ever known…
It was not in a limerick, a poem or a song.
It was not in a household, a pub or a school.
It was not among others, wise men or a fool.
The only refuge I have ever known…
Was not here nor there, and was often alone.
It was not among others, wise men or a fool.
It was not in a household, a pub or a school.
The only refuge I have ever known…
It belongs to no other, friend or a foe.
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The original title was chosen by my drinking pal, he's a writer. He chose the title, handed me the copy and I wrote the poem.
Wrote several, done some other ones also where we did a line by line. We spent the whole night like that.
Thanks for listening.