What loneliness is it that I
within this room do sit and sigh?
I hope to see a single soul
A visit sure would ease the toll.
I used to have an active life and
Went around and lent a hand
To help the people, those in need
I tried to do the noble deed.
I always tried to think of how I'd feel
If I too with these problems had to deal.
And cared for them with all my heart
To make them very much a part
Of life outside of those four walls.
Now I'm dependent on the calls
From family and just one friend
But she's so far and they soon end.
I hope one day that I'll be better
So in the meantime I won't allow the fetter
Of this disease to change my mind
From believing clouds are silver lined.
I've learnt to find a way of doing just the best I can
With every task and every plan
This solitude is but a way of having time
Away from the vigour of the daily climb
To stop and think and see the light
Which within each soul is there so bright
It means I have the time to read
And find the ways I can succeed
To spread some happiness around
And joy and positivity to abound.
I might so often be alone
But there is no need for a sad tone
Because through books I travel far
And read stories of courage which set the bar
If they can persevere through toil and strife
Then so can I and make the very best of life