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A Drink Before Dinner

Every night before he ate,
My Zayde* had a drink,
A shot glass filled up to the brim
With whiskey – rye, I think.

His hands were shaky, but I swear,
He never spilled a drop;
And while we watched him lift that glass,
All else would simply stop.

That drink would mark the passage
Of the daytime into night,
A celebration of the fact
He’d made it through all right.

That’s my interpretation,
Though it’s possible, of course,
He drank because he liked a buzz
And whiskey was its source.

No matter why he did imbibe,
I’ve kept with the tradition,
Although I lean towards beer or wine,
My drinking definition.

I sometimes think of Zayde
As I’m downing my first sip,
And think that he’d approve
As long as I don’t waste a drip.

*my great-grandfather

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  1. Date: 4/24/2013 11:10:00 AM
    Lovely Ilene;Reminded me of my mother in law when we visited ...Highballs on the rap around porch at 4clock every after noon. One drink to wind down the day.Thank you its just wonderful to remember

  1. Date: 4/23/2013 2:12:00 PM
    Reminds me of when my friend and I we're standing, watching a 1/4 sphere show chase scene that ended in a sudden crash. When the lights came back on. we we're both on the ground from the off balance shock of it. BUT! We didn't spill a drop of our beer's. :)

  1. Date: 4/22/2013 6:00:00 PM
    Wonderful, heartfelt poem, Ilene. And I agree with Andrea, your meter is so good

  1. Date: 4/18/2013 11:10:00 PM
    A lovely lyrical tribute Ilene. I didn't want it to end.

  1. Date: 4/18/2013 5:26:00 PM
    hey do you really follow his tradition this way? Gosh, this is such a cute tribute to a guy who loved his whiskey and rye!! Wonderful poem, Ilene. and as usual, your meter is spot ON.