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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The First Time I Saw My Father Drunk By Elton Camp In our home it always seemed fine To have a store of beer and wine Bottles of bourbon I began to see It wasn’t wrong, it appeared to me In time, my Mother began to deride “You must keep that stuff outside.” That a serious problem was growing As a child, I had no way of knowing The bottles that he hid in the hay Full, only briefly, they would stay Then off Father went to the store And soon he came back with more After a dance one Saturday night When they came in, I heard a fight “You were even to drunk to drive. I don’t care whether you survive.” Mother even had to help him walk With a drunken slur he did talk Mother then called out to me “Come here. I want you to see.” “His conduct you must not imitate. Look and learn before it’s too late.” It was truly just a horrible sight And he vomited half the night The next morning he wasn’t well Although he had something to tell “Last night I made myself a fool. Never let alcohol your life rule.” Don’t think that I’m going to say That he never again did that way Father still got drunk quite a bit He knew Mother would have a fit Only in their eighties did she force Him to stop by threatening divorce While moderate drinking isn’t wrong, In our house, alcohol doesn’t belong
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