Tag: recovery

Poem: The First Day of Fall

The First Day of Fall Isolation, all alone, me and my best friend. Drunken splendors, revelry, drunken illusion. Through the fog a voice was heard calling in the night. Clear as a bell I heard it say, “Go to AA”

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Tanka: Group of Fellow Drunks

Tanka: Group of fellow drunks Group of fellow drunks hurting souls open to share igniting love’s flame. Successful community grace in action – real life quotes. ~ Betsy ~ February 27, 2000

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