Loneliness, is watering your garden vegetables
And having no-one by your side to watch them grow
Loneliness, is playing your favourite sad song
And having no-one listening to you singing out of tune
Loneliness, is viewing your family photo album
And having no-one to share your private memories with
Loneliness, is being home sick, oh so very sick
And having no-one to tend to your aches and selfish moans
Loneliness, is awakening to the crisp morning dew
And having no-one to feel the warmth of your heart at sunrise
Loneliness, is walking a sandy beach until the tide comes in
And having no-one to hold when the ocean finally covers you
Loneliness, is lying upon your empty bed
And having no-one, having no-one here at all
Ivor Steven (c) 2017
Featured Photo: Courtesy of Neil Robinson, Geelong, 2017.
