Our lives are made of moments, some plain, some filled with awe.
Looking back I was surprised how many included sipping through a straw!

My mother showed me how to sip orange juice to go with grahams;
Then coca cola and ice cream sodas helped make me who I am.
Chocolate milkshakes, creamy and thick should be against the law.
The memories sweet, of all those times sipping through a straw.

In college I learned about Scotch Mists, served with straws black and thin;
As were those Mai Tai’s with rum and gardenias that almost did me in.
Anything sipped through a straw was yummy. To me a special treat,
Until the memories of hospital stays I do not wish to repeat.

When your lips are cracked, your mouth is dry and your body feels so raw
There is no better thing the nurses can bring than water to sip through a straw.
It’s funny the things that come to mind; the adventures, the things you saw.
My life’s special moments have often come when sipping through a straw.

Straws is written by Lindsey Ein: wonderful writer, wonderful friend, and mother to our dear son-in-law. She shared this poem with dVerse LIVE on Thursday – I’m just a bit late posting it.

5 thoughts on “Straws

  1. Goff James January 22, 2022 / 1:39 pm

    Great write. Enjoyed sipping every line. Thanks for sharing. Best Regards.


  2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) January 23, 2022 / 11:17 am

    I loved hearing this read, great that you put it out there for everyone to read who didn’t have the time to participate.


  3. lillian January 24, 2022 / 12:48 pm

    So glad you got some comments here! And I LOVED having you read it aloud at OLN LIVE. I found it fascinating how you could take the reader/listener through your life by telling us about memories with a straw. Really well done!


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