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Alcohol

Debbie Miller
1 min readMay 24, 2021

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My grandpa drank to escape his pain

But demons were released

He chased mom around

With a baseball bat,

The house echoed with her screams

grandma had demons of her own

rocked in a chair for days

The children watched her suffering

Waiting for depression

To subside.

And then the mania

Came to call- they had no place to hide

And a daughter grew up overnight-

Taking care of those

Who should take care of her,

But still she held on tight

To her own divine spark of light.

She married Dad who needed saved-

war and alcohol left him lost,

But she loved him and

Raised their children right

Though it came at quite a cost

But in her God’s own light Shone so bright

She stayed a steady course

Took us to church and taught us that

We should always trust the lord

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Debbie Miller
Debbie Miller

Written by Debbie Miller

I am a child of the universe, poet, philosopher and idealist and teacher.

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