Sober, you can feel the texture <br />Of a mood, and know the nuances <br />Of a happy day or sunny sky <br /> <br />Sober, you can flourish <br />In the stream of life, and <br />Languish in it's healing waters <br /> <br />Sober sets the stage for sensing <br />Love and holding <br />Someone's heart in your hands <br /> <br />Sober, you're like a cat with big <br />Whiskers, knowing by feel and instinct <br />The necessities for survival <br /> <br />Sober is not a somber undertaking. In sobriety <br />True joy and happiness lurk in every day, <br />In every hour, in every flower and every way <br /> <br />Sober opens the door to wonders- <br />Drunk keeps it closed <br />This is nature's intention <br />To which many minds are closed<br /><br />Ray Andrews<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sober/
