This is just a write that I came up after going to bed tonight, so I got back up and put it on the computer. I hope that you all like it.

Tears and Beers

Your tears and my beers just don't mix any more.
I guess when you get right down to it they didn't before.
Now is worse than ever.
Soon we will be parting our ways--
Splitting the blanket as they said in the old days.
My laying out at night is catching up with me.
I am paying the price like all my friends said I would.
I thought we would always be together--
That you would never get fed up with me.
Now I know that I was wrong.
Your tears and my beers don't mix anymore--
Not the way they did before.

Poetry by Damon
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Written on 2008-11-01 at 10:47

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tears and beer do not mix. I have an occasional wine as I love port. I shed many tears and feel like a drink at times especially with peanuts, pizza or potato chips and my tears seem to disappear with the thought of food. Nice poem and easy to relate to.

Kathy Lockhart
this sounds like a good ol' country song. Sort of a George Strait style. : ) i like it very much. kathy x

Tears and beer and not a good mix at all - Thought provoking Damon - wish people would realise it more at times :)

Elle x