Men didn't have to hide it;
only women had little blue pills
they popped first thing in the morning
and after lunch when Dad was away.
no wonder they were so docile
when everyone knew their role
and played it.
Dad could come home and put his feet up,
the cork popped loudly and we heard
the tinkling of glasses as he rummaged
in the cabinet, the splash of cognac
and a sigh of relaxation.
Mom hid her pills in shame,
Dad sipped his liquor in full enjoyment,
in full view.