I sit, I wait I stare.
I wish I could be there.
I am so lonely, here right now,
But only you know how,
To fix it, wipe the tears away.
Like an angel you know what to say.
You wrap me up in big strong arms
And keep me away from wordly harms.
I like it when your close and near -
To hold me tight, dismiss my fear.
My fear of being left alone,
Left to sit and whine and moan,
To die on my own in an empty room.
And go out of this world, so full of gloom.
Your poem tells me what is going on/ your a fine writer Jenny, but belive me life does have a finer side, and by this poem I can tell you have a finer side too. Life is not all doom and gloom, to one that is so talented surely not, cheers Sylvie
this is a good poem. i like your gentle use of English and the ryhme of the poetry. keep it up........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Being alone is a fear I think many of us share. (probably what inspires many of us to write) You are a wonderful writer. Sincerely, mary