I Use To Wish I Had Children

Pour that coffee in my cup. Do it and don't interrupt. Can't you see that I'm on the phone? Why can't I have time on my own, Without your ears near. Make no sound and say no more. Go quietly and shut the door. Let me sit and sip and relax. Can't I have a moment for that. Pretend I'm not here. As soon as the phone rings, Children I don't see... Suddenly appear. They want my full attention, As if they've been ignored for many years. To annoy and make clear... I'm not alone. Even though I know they're at home. And wanting me not on the phone! 'I use to wish I had children. But after our conversations... Which we never finish. I'm happy I have peace of mind. But I do sometimes spike my coffee with scotch! '