Oh Steve...

I hate my life
the stress of doing right
bringing up my children
a jack of all trades
provider of a home......

where has the love gone?
loneliness grows
as the years pass by
this inner feeling
that never goes away.....

our memories 
keep us rooted to the spot
to scared to move on
wishing to hold on
to our life together.....

an old photograph
captures a point in time
setting the emotions racing
that book you so loved
tattered but important.....

hard day for me
as I go through everything
could do with a hug
as I pack up your life
safely in to plastic boxes!!

(c) Lissie Bull 2018