DON'T SUFFER IN SILENCE:

(a poem I wrote some time ago)

 

The words "Don't Suffer In Silence"

Hit hard and brought tears to my eyes.

Being an epiletic widow of  79 years,

Family problems I can't disguise.

 

I've lived totally alone these past few years,

No company do nI see.

I've contacted many places for help,

Which always prove negative results for me.

 

I appreciate during the pandemic

Many more people help they required.

But the excuses I'm given so often,

I'm beginning to tire.

 

I lost my youngest son in 2018,

He lived many years in Spain.

It's hard to come to terms with his passing,

Knowing I won't see or hear him again.

 

I would love to "Rejoin" the world.

Going to the hairdressers and opticians a "Must".

Taking that first hard step alone.

I would like someone I can trust.

 

So yes! I'm so very lonely,

"Suffering In Silence" I can relate.

I'm used to travelling world wide in the past,

Remaining indoors is something I hate.

 

HAPPY  FFRIDAY:

Yvonne: 16/06/2023,