A Cat With a Long Tale

A Cat With A Long Tale

I once was this cat, far from complete,

I did illegal things I could never repeat.

Then one day my life totally changed,

I got in trouble, my priorities rearranged.

Let me tell you how I've been, since my last drink,

I've had ups and downs, come almost to the brink.

I'll admit at first it was awful hard,

To be banished from drinking, forever barred.

I've devoted the last four months to patience and care,

Let my higher power take over, threw my hands in the air.

I've accepted I'm and alcoholic, the disease has won,

Have had time to think, much has been done.

Now in recovery it's up to me

To live life free of pain, stress, and agony,

Finally realizing I'm not in control,

My decision to reap, as life takes its toll.

I plan to follow all twelve steps,

Do what ever it takes, go to all depths.

I once was lost but now I'm found,

A strong new person, who's on higher ground.

My will is flawless, I will prevail,

Now comfortable in a room full of rockers, signed:

A Cat With A Long Tale

Written By: Gregory Smitheman

Short Poems

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“My Wish”

“My Wish”

I wish I did not drink last night;

I wish I didn’t get headache from morning light.



I wish the smallest sounds weren’t so loud;

I wish my thoughts a clear, rather a cloud.



I wish the smell of food wouldn’t make me sick;

I wish this feeling away, make it quick.



I wish I didn’t have to take aspirin every morning;

I wish sometimes, I take head the warning.



I wish every morning my bodied not shake;

I wish some mornings I would not wake.



I wish I didn’t have to call in sick to work;

I wish last night, I wasn’t such a jerk.



I wish it didn’t take me so much to get trashed;

I wish this morning, I had some money stashed.



I wish sobriety was a hill, rather than a mountain to climb;

I wish I had the chance to turn back, the hands of time.



I wish this disease wouldn’t control my life;

I wish to grow old someday grand kids & wife.



I wish I would be strong enough to survive the fight;

I wish I could be sober every day and every night!

Gregory Smitheman
Short Poems 






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