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There is quilt of comfort made with silver threads.
For friends and families of alcoholics, that have given
up, and just shake their weary heads.

You cannot ever on your own power save an alcoholic.
To play God~~is a pure waste of time and frolic!

Nor dare not play the superiority game.
And look down on them with puffed up pride and 
arrogant shame.

You have to stop being a codependent, rescuing them.
Sobriety is gift from God, a wellness robe with a gold hem.

Right at this minute from Maine to Rangoon~.  
An AA meeting opening doors to those in recovery in just 
minutes, very soon!

Whilst we write about how disgusting and awful they are,
We, ourselves are not perfect, no, not by far!

We overeat, we overspend, use painkillers galore and yet?
We are blind to our own moral inventory
We get off on painting 'them' as evil, but give ourselves all
humam glory?

Children at the age of twelve attend AA meetings.
And we....we wag our tongues with character assassination 
beatings.

You don't have this disease! You just were blessed not to 
have the DNA to be one,so please with all meanness surcease!

You can detach from them but love them still.
You, yes you, can go to Alanon, there's a Twelve Step Program
designed just for you, just up the hill!

Alanon members grow strong beyond belief,
They share their pain, but better, look into their own lives and 
stop living in endless hurt amd grief.


                           In Memory
               Tribute to my lost husband.
                          Dead at 35 
                    U.S.A  Army Reservist
          Brilliant, a writer, a poet, gone!
                   With loving memories,
                          Panagiota 




                        "Serenity Prayer"

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot
change...the courage to change the things I can..and the
wisdom, to know the difference!
  

                       May 24, 2020
                          4pm PST


                       Poem # 1294
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