Four Men Walk Into A Bar

Four men walk into a bar
And the first orders a snifter of scotch,
In honor of his mother's father,
And the second orders a snifter of vodka,
In honor of his mother's mother,
And the third orders another snifter of vodka,
In honor of his father's mother,
And the fourth orders the last snifter of vodka,
In honor of his father's father.
They empty out together,
Remarking about how the night is cold as their old man
And just wish they could know the warmth of the old home
When everything was so much simpler than it is now.
They walk home in an aimless way,
And when they arrive at the end of the night,
To splash a bit of cool, cool water on their face,
I look in the mirror and realize I am whole again.