The Wine Glass

Glance inside the wine glass
See it's sweet contents
Pour it down your lips
Taste it's life at last
Feel it's warmth around you
Then at last inside
Quickly it takes over
Then shows your stranger side
Too much has often harmed you
Too Little,You Cry inside
Enough makes you loose
All that you would hide
Then when it's all over
The morning you arise
You find that you are ill
And you wish to die
Then when you feel better
All your Ills subside
You think you've learned your lesson
Till the next time

~Author... ME ... Sonya
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Haven't thought of this poem in years.. then that stupid poetry.com emailed. Now they make you review other peoples poem to publish yours... I thought "why bother with them?"

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