G & T

Gin and tonic,
Perfectly paired –
For any night of the week
A slice of lime,
A dash of ice ,
A drink that’s oh, so chic!
It celebrates the weekend
And cheers up mid-week,
A cheeky G & T
Is just the thing for me.

Don’t get the wrong idea,
I never drink too much
But life without my tipple
Would lose that magic touch.
My world’s far too cosy
To sling my G & T,
Just make mine a double
And don’t forget the lime –
‘Cos that would be a tragedy
Bordering on a crime!

Copyright wordz2Go Oct 2016

Bed Waiting

Inane drivel invading my head,
Waiting for a hospital bed –
Eleven hours, the TV so loud,
So ridiculously high up the wall
Impossible for all
But a giraffe to watch said TV.
Many people coming and going,
All in distress, all with no choice
But to wait till late
In the hope of being seen.

In the midst of this chaos
A man comes in,
Plugs his phone in the wall
And in front of us all
Is selling phones on the NHS
Explaining tariffs and options,
Unconcerned at unethically
Using NHS electricity
To run his mobile operation –
Perhaps he’s in the right place after all!

I report it so staff
Can eject this riff-raff,
But just then he moves on,
I can only assume
To a quieter room!
After a very long wait
Our vigil is ended,
And Hubby’s surrendered to a bed.
Walking the corridors late at night
Is eerie,
My eyes are bleary
And I’ve yet to drive home.

NHS chaos
Seen at first hand:
The care is amazing,
The treatment is fine
But the real Frankenstein
Is bed waiting.

Wordz2Go Oct 2016

Old Age

The dog-end of life
A strange place to be
Soon we’ll be there
You and me.
Sixty years will pass by in the blink of an eye,
Old age will happen one day,
You’ll wonder why you’re less than spry,
When you can’t get up off the bed,
Your hair will be thin, you’re off the gin
And you’ve not a tooth in your head.
Your hearing will go and you’ll no longer know
Whether you know your own mind!
It will come as a shock you’re moored to the dock
After sailing life’s high seas,
Take heart dear friends, its not quite the end
Merely a sign from above:
Time to slow down, time to look round,
Time to enjoy life’s end.
When all’s said and done you sure to come
Back to the Lord above
It won’t be so bad, it won’t be sad
To return to the Lord of love.

Copyright wordz2Go Jan 2015