The Bottle of Prosecco 01

 The Bottle of Prosecco

By Sis Unsworth

Megan so loved prosecco, she drank it most of the time,

well, in between the gin and tonic, or the odd glass of wine.

But prosecco she enjoyed the most, it was her poor man's champagne,

it made life a special occasion, so she drank it again and again.

But then along came lockdown, just one bottle remained on the shelf,

should she save it till things got better, or drink it now by herself?

Megan studied the bottle intensely; it did look a sheer delight,

So not to spoil its appearance, she wouldn't disturb it that night.

Each day she looked at the bottle, it was a great pleasure to see,

and dreamt of the day she would drink it, as she sipped her hot cup of tea,

When the lockdown eventually ended, she took down the bottle to drink,

It had been her only companion, and then she started to think.

She realised she had been lonely, but the bottle had given her hope,

That life would soon get better, that image had helped her to cope.

In fact it didn’t get better, for on the late news she then saw.

The cost of gas and electric, would now soon begin to soar.

The cost of living was going up, while interest rates may soon rise,

more people were now using food banks, it all brought tears to her eyes.

Why sit and wait for better times, take the good times with the bad,

so now she made a decision, and that instantly made her feel glad.

She forgot about the bad things, and took the bottle from its shelf,

and poured it into a real posh glass, she was ready to drink it by herself

All that time she had been saving it, she was ready to drink it right now

but life can be quite complex, best laid plans do go wrong somehow.

just as she had her first taste of it, and went to pour some more

Megan dropped the precious bottle, watched it smash upon the floor! 

Copyright Sis Unsworth