Every evening you call me,
At around half past ten.
I could set my watch by you.
You time it to perfection.
My youngest is in bed,
and I am able to sit down,
and enjoy our time together,
Just me and you.
My husband however has no time for you.
In fact, truth be told,
he has never liked you.
However in some things we must agree to differ.
Because I cannot imagine my life without you.
In good times you have always been there,
and by being there,
you have always added greatly to the fun of the occasion.
In bad times,
you very ably held my hand,
and allowed my tears to flow freely.
As I type this,
I am aware that tonight I have neglected you.
It is past our time.
But I hear you call once more.
Be patient, I am on my way.
So now we are together,
I can sit back, relax and enjoy your company.
This evening you are a cheap Pinot Grigio.
I am sorry to have kept you waiting.
What will we raise our glass to tonight?
Oh yes The Irish Blog Awards.