A Christmas Poem

'Twas the night before Christmas,
we were all in the club,
enjoying a meeting,
instead of a pub.

The ashtrays were clean,
the coffee was made,
the Big Books were out
and we all had prayed.

When out in the lot,
there arose such a clatter,
we all jumped up to see
what was the matter.

The Chair with his Big Book,
and I with my smokes,
headed outside
to find these two blokes.

They came inside
and sat at a table
and said that they'd chair,
as soon as they're able.

To start with, they said,
"It's more than not drinking,
It's doing your best
to fix your sick thinking."

"Think, Think, Think!"
and the slogans we used,
help keep the newcomer
from getting confused.

Step 1 is a start,
they said we should know,
but after Step 2,
we'll be all aglow.

We made a decision
when we got to Step 3;
Step 4 was real tough,
we all could agree.

Step 5 is the one
where we let it all out,
and after Step 6 and 7,
we are left with no doubt.

When we got to Step 8,
We made our list;
and then with Step 9,
we have to persist.

After Step 9,
the promises ring true;
we didn't just make that up,
right out of the blue.

After that,
it's on with the rest;
the things we must do,
to be our best.

They put on their coats
and got ready to leave;
a pretty good end,
for this Christmas Eve.

As to their names,
we only could guess;
must have been Bill W.
and Dr. Bob S.

The two men hopped
into a '35 Ford,
and as they pulled out,
one of them roared:

"We leave this message,
for our sisters & brothers:
trust God, clean house,
and be of service to others.

And for all of you people,
I just want to say:
have a nice holiday,
but don't drink today!"

~ Unknown



todAAy i AAm grAAteful & thAAnkful

for everything.