An Adult Drink

I use to believe and think That coffee was an grownup drink, And when it I had first sought All the adults told me it was too hot. Then they told me it wasn't meant for me As I already had enough energy, My parents drank it all the time As did my older brother for a dime. Every restaurant that I ever went to Adults always ordered and drank that brew, While I bought and drank only pop At restaurants or at a shop. I use to believe and assume That alcohol was a grownup beverage to consume, It was always placed out of my reach "Never touch it! "my parents would preach. They told me it was meant for adults only Especially when adults were sad and lonely, It wasn't offered or served wherever we did dine Never once did I seen it on a menu or a sign. My parents mostly drank it at night When us children were asleep or out of sight, Sometimes I have heard other adults brag How they had drank it from a bag. I use to truly believe That coffee and alcohol was the drinks grownups did achieve, They always kept the drinks on higher shelves Only meant for themselves. I still remember how all the adults acted When they drank coffee or alcohol they were impacted, They sometimes were energized and happy and sometimes grim They were never really truly them. Now I am a grownup Now I always pour an truly adult drink in my glass or cup, Sometimes I happily share it with my son and daughter It is a glass or a cup of water. Randy L. McClave