I’m usually the mature one of the group

I’ve been a parent since as long as I remember

I know all the princess stories and all the farm animals songs

I eat my greens and do my pushups, massage my wife’s feet

And tell her I love her, because the words are quite nice

And make her feel good, but there are days when I lose

The battle with my 16 old self, drink all the beers

And binge on some stupid sitcom, pass out on the couch

And stare deep into cleavages of younger women

Who will never throw me a second look, fail to remember 

Some birthdays and ignore my kids willingly

Some days I like pretending

I’m never going to die.

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