We are the sofa you crash on when all your cash’s gone
and we feed your cats when you’re away.
The plants get watered
and you’re always free to borrow sugar, milk and tea bags.
We come together amongst crowds
through mutual interests and smiles.
As hearts break, our hands are there,
hugging or just passing pints.
We are your first home sick thought,
a speed dial veteran with advice.
We’re Christmas presents and invitation lists,
the biographers and prophets.
However much neglected, let down or used,
we’re a given.
There’s no divorce, obligation or chore.
We’re almost all there is.