ALKI

There was a time when, with a sneer,
Someone would shout that "Alkies here".
Once it mattered, but now no more,
That ignorant someone - such a boor.
They knew not the anguish we must face,
Just to remain part if this human race.
How we used to die a little each day,
At the thought of our liquor being taken away!
That awful fight from dark to dawn,
To still the thirst that goes on and on.
Now if this seems like a tale of woe,
It really isn't, we just want you to know.
We're not sorry - we feel truly blest,
That now we're not like all the rest.
We've found a truly better way
To meet our problems day to day.
Rest and exercise, diet, new friends,
A sense of peace as each day ends.
So call us "Alkie", for all's said and done,What care we -
We feel we have won

Author Unknown

Don says: People know that we are alcoholics. Just the smell on the breath and clothes, the glassy eyes, the tremors. They don't say anything that might hurt our feelings, but they feel quite superior that they can handle their booze. What they don't know is that they are sometimes on the borderline of alcoholism. They are "hail fellow - well met, one of us, having a good time at the pub or the ball game. They tread the fine line of sobriety.
Recovering alcoholics can pat themselves on the back for staying sober, as it is one of the most difficult things to overcome. Like any disease, it must be treated until it is defeated, and there can be no going back to the old ways! Congratulations and welcome back to the real world!