<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527891" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Molly's First Drink</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Molly brings the gin <br>to her lips <br>and allows the glass </div><div style="margin:10px 0">to linger there <br>oh that smell <br>that takes me back </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she says <br>although none other <br>could hear </div><div style="margin:10px 0">too busy <br>with the raptures <br>of someone else’s </div><div style="margin:10px 0">cheerful celebration <br>but nonetheless <br>she sips her drink </div><div style="margin:10px 0">permitting the liquid <br>to swallow down <br>and it takes me back </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she repeats <br>to that first drink <br>that Christmas </div><div style="margin:10px 0">when Granddaddy <br>left the gin <br>in the parlour </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the lid open <br>and me just <br>a young slip </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of a girl <br>before the double figures came <br>and pouring a glass </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and listening out <br>for the voices <br>of others </div><div style="margin:10px 0">sipped quick <br>and hearing <br>a booming laugh </div><div style="margin:10px 0">from the other room <br>probably Uncle Flint <br>tickling and touching </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the laughter <br>loud and dirty<br>was my Mother’s.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527891" data-title="Molly's First Drink de Terry Collett" data-description="Molly brings the gin to her lips and allows the glass to linger there oh that smell that takes me back she says although none other could hear too busy with the raptures of someone else’s cheerful celebration but nonetheless sh..."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black