Afraid Of Being Alone

Now Winter Is coming my
old bones fear the cold
were when young I never
gave it a thought With the summer sun my bones had almost forgotten pain I fear being alone In the cold
where once I slept In tents
on frozen grounds afraid of
nothing not even death but now Helen's gone unlike her I feel I'll die alone no one there for me to see me through my final days to comfort me care for me help guide me on my way toward the beautiful light and beyond.