Life Is A Drink Poem by Randy McClave

With a full glass in front of me, I think
Isn't life a lot like this cold, cold drink,
It's filled to the brim full of desire for temptation
First look of it, it is just pleasure and anticipation,
It quenches the thirst and satisfies the mind
Whatever I need or want, it is now easy to find,
I bring the drink to my dry, thirsty and waiting lips
I look and analyze it first, before taking the first sips,
Slowly I take a swallow to quench the thirst
Now what was bad in my life, it really isn't the worst,
Then I sit my drink on the table, and it's half gone
Should I wait a while I think, as life quickly passes on,
I sit and watch the moving and the dancing bubbles in my glass
Like positions in life, around each other they would quickly pass,
And when they reach to the surface it is their end
It is so much like life when we pass or forget a dear friend,
When one bubble has ended another slowly will appear
I slowly take another drink, for that sadness and the fear,
I then set my drink back upon the coaster and the mat
But, I can’t keep it there too long, or my drink like life will go flat,
I finally finish my thinking as I finished my last drink
Life is a lot like a beverage, I truthfully and honestly think.

Randy L. McClave