Home From the Hospital

I sat in front of the TV to watch my football game, When from out of the bedroom an order in my wife’s voice came. “Honey could you fix me some Dr. Pepper, please, with lots of ice? And, if you fixed an English muffin, that sure would be real nice.” So I missed the opening kickoff, returned for a score, As I settled back on the couch to watch a little more. “Honey, I need to use the bathroom, could you help me to me feet, And while I am in there, do you think you could change the sheet?” I got her back in bed, and made sure she was all right, As I heard the announcer saying, “What a game we have tonight”. “Honey could you get my magazine and find my reading glasses?” I hope I can see one play before the half time passes. “Honey, the electric blanket seems to have come unplugged from the wall, And could you adjust my pillows, my head keeps wanting to fall?” I got her all adjusted - comfortable and warm. And returned to the TV for the half time commercial swarm. Just before the second half started, I checked on her once more, Sound asleep and peaceful; she let out a resounding snore. I tiptoed to my TV, so happy I could sing, Just before they kicked it off, the telephone began to ring. Quickly, I answered it and said no one is home, “Honey, that woke me with a fright and I don’t want to be alone.” So, I sat in bed and held her hand while we watched the Oprah Show, How my football team fared that day, I never was to know. But having her here in our home, right where she belongs Is better than any ole football game – of that I’m sure not wrong.