Sunday dinners shared with family was simply the best 

You laugh and chuckle and always made a mess

The food on the floor won't go to waste as I sit and watch the family dog slowly pace himself towards the chicken on the floor.

He scoffs it up as if their was more

But back in the day

Money was tight 

The food on the floor gave us a fright

My mother was kind and to much at that, if I was a man I sure would take off my hat

We got a feeding and a small good night reading

Lying in bed watching  the smoke hit the celling 

 She kissed us good night then headed to bed

 while her belly talked to her  as soon as she lay down her head

We were young and we didn't know ....

Stuck with her kids while her husband went to battle , sleeping in fields and chasing cattle. Drinking his whiskey and acting the lad 

My mam was lost she just wanted our dad

The drink got to him and she was alone

Torn between love and broken bones. 

My wishbone i broke with my mother that sunday  changed our life's in every way 

It Was like magic, and hard to explain  but after that wishbone their was no more rain

Our dad came home from Lebanon  that day with a glitter of hope in his eyes and to our surprise our life turned around

He no longer drank or hit my mum and our Sundays were so much fun.  

But the tables did turn the day that he died as much as we're hurting it was no surprise. 

The woman who rared us has now vanished , she hides behind the battles she faces

And start hiding her wine in all different places. 

The pain she is feeling I can only imagine  but her kids are drowning and we need a float but my poor mam is as helpful as a baby goat .  

Now I'm an adult who cooks her own chicken I call up my mam and invite her to my kitchen . She picks up the wishbone and says give it a try

Dearest mum my wish is for you to  not want  to die

Put down that glass and please don't cry

Bare with me and I tell you why. 

Your life was hard and I get that a lot but drinking to hide it 

Is  loosing the plot

Your not escaping the pain that was caused instead your reliving it  and too  focused on the was. No more excuses and no more because . Here is our wishbone .keep it safe

I know in my heart your hurting it's written across your face .....

You and my wishbone are my home and if I lost you 

I'd be all alone