Sweetie Pie

There you are you sweetie pie. You are the apple of my eye. Such insight you have, you know the score, 'Cause you've been there and done that, whatever before. You are so smart, much more so than most, And you'll let us all know it but you never boast. You're a master of every conversation, Economy, Religion, Education, Politics your area of expertise, You regale us for hours and hours with ease. No one need offer to give a conjecture, No matter the topic, you are the director. You'll push your opinion down everyone's throat. Sometimes I wish you had a remote, So I could at least turn you off now and then, To disagree with you you think is a sin. Sweetie you need to relax, take a breath. Chill out for a moment and give it a rest. Folks are more wont to listen to you, When you don't give a lecture, let them speak too. You aren't the only one with thoughts in your head, And others have things that need to be said. Light conversation is good and should be, And we don't want to fight if we just disagree. So say what you want and just let it be. Don't rant, rave and preach, drive me out of my tree. You have your opinions and I have mine, And to disallow my opinions is most unkind.