Warm Wellies

Warm Wellies I asked what you want for Christmas And you replied "warm wellies" I thought about that for a second And how they are just like you So warm and comforting, Dependable and safe Less shiny now, but never to me, Made all the more charming with their cracked armour from storms past, Forever protecting from the bad weather and ahead I might even get red spotty ones Just to hear that chuckle of yours, That propels me back to a girl again Looking up into those eyes, Crinkled at the sides with laughter, My favourite. So yeah, dad. I'll get you those wellies. Those wellies that are just like you.