Away, but not Alone

There comes a time and a place
In which you need certain things
Like a drink of water, a bite of food,
Or a hornets nest without stings.

And then, at times, you need your me
To be there for his you,
And you need him to cancel everything
Just because you're blue.

But he can't always clear his plate,
Even though you're his number one.
Because at times, he needs to work
To enable you both to have fun.

And working, he is, to bring the food
And put it on your plate,
And in evenings and weekends, he won't be rude,
And he'll try to make your life great.