You start with presentation
And a spunky sounding name
Pink is supposed to be fun
Playful, cute, and comforting.
The bitterness is still there
And even you can’t hide it
When the color and savor
Well they don’t quite land the same.
Your gallons leave me thirsty
Feel cheated by your promise
When I need absolution
You just added more problems.
But will you answer the phone
The next morning when I call?
Bottles shine in the lamp light
And the shadows chase the walls.
About the Creator
Jack Friend
Pizzaiolo, social worker, brewer, writer
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Very well written. Keep up the good work!
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Beautiful poem
A nice poem.