Dear wine, you understand me
We really are great friends
We like to meet up frequently
On you I can depend
You don't ask silly questions
You're like a big warm cuddle
You're there in the good and bad
When life is a crazy muddle
You don't care that my hair's unwashed
Or if there's snot upon my shirt
You don't make me fold the washing
Or wipe your face covered in dirt
You'd never dream of depriving me
of sleep that I so crave
You've never ever treated me
like I was your personal slave
You don't make me watch the wiggles
Or that weirdo Upsy Daisy
You know too well that shows like these
Drive me bat shit crazy
You don't make me to cook you dinner
Only to refuse it
Or buy you expensive drink bottles
Only so you can lose it
You don't ruin my carpet
Or draw texta on the wall
You never make me clean up spew
Or leave your undies on the floor
You don't make me watch Frozen
Til ' let it go' is stuck in my head
You don't scream over vegetables
Demanding chicken nuggets instead
You don't drive me to search google
With every bump or rash
And then consult my mothers forum
like I'm some hypochondriac
You never empty glitter
onto my vacuumed floor
You never, when it's bedtime
demand 'just five minutes more'
You never tell me that I smell
When I haven't showered in two days
You know too well I've 'baby wiped' tonight and that's ok
You don't make me take you to the park
when it's a freezing afternoon
Nor do you demand your sandwiches
be cut into stars and moons
You've been there for four years now
My treat at the end of the day
The days are long and nights are short
You've helped me out along the way
You never make me cry
Ok, maybe yes you do
But it's only cos I'm emotional
When I'm sipping my third glass of you
You saw me open the letter,
you saw my silent tear
As I read the confirmation,
that our girl is off to school next year
You comforted me as I sat there
And thought about the four years past
As I realised it's true what they say
They really do grow up so fast
And with that big gulp I knew,
the days won't always be this way
My little girl isn't so little anymore
and.. Maybe... that's ok
So as I re fill my glass,
I'm pleased you're hear with me
Cos I know our bond will be strong
until she's at least 30
This parent gig is tough,
it's tiring yet it's sublime
All I know is that I'm thankful
that when it's hard...
there's always wine!
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