A Sip of Wine
A sip of wine feels oh, so fine
When I encounter tension.
It calms the nerves and too, preserves
Reality’s suspension.
A glass of wine’s not out of line
When there’s some apprehension
That things won’t be so fancy-free,
Though that’s not your intention.
A wine carafe might make you laugh
And, maybe by extension,
Your worries flee and then you’ll see
The powers of prevention.
A jug of wine may help define
And call to your attention,
The fact that life is filled with strife,
Which nobody will mention.
So have a drink; your fears will shrink.
I’ll broker no dissension –
And then you’ll sleep and problems keep
In slumberland’s dimension.
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