#Writephoto – Alone, a poem

This is a poem I wrote in October 2017 for Sue Vincent‘s write photo challenge. Thank you to Willow for the idea of re-sharing posts written for Sue’s delightful prompts. You can read Willow’s post here: https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2020/11/05/sue-vincents-thursday-photo-prompt-renewal-2/

Sometimes I long to be alone,

to think about the vastness of the sky.

Reflecting on important things in life,

like what happens when you die.

***

There was a time when being alone,

was something I had grown to fear.

A couple of telephone calls and then,

Company would quickly appear.

***

Then my boys made an appearance,

and life was suddenly busy.

I ran around so very much,

it made me feel quite dizzy.

***

Although they filled me with delight,

they occupied every cranny and nook.

Every single thing they did each day,

a reason for me to stop and look.

***

Going to the bathroom soon became,

a very un-solitary matter,

If I managed to steal away to go,

soon on the door they’d batter.

***

At night the children visited our room,

in need of a soothing cuddle.

They’d seem to always end up staying,

and we all wake up in a huddle.

***

I never had a moment free,

To read or take a breather.

The only time I got any peace,

was when they were ill with a fever.

***

At these scary times, it didn’t help me,

to see them lying quite pale and ill,

Being alone did not set me free,

but was an unwanted and bitter pill.

***

Time is passing by so quickly,

as they venture further from home.

Making new friends and experiencing life,

as around and about they do roam.

***

Their leaving home draws ever nearer,

when I’ll awaken to silence each day.

but strangely enough I don’t want this,

and will seize every opportunity for delay.

***

I fear the delight of being alone,

may then loose its lustre.

I will have to prevent loneliness,

with all the will I can muster.

By Robbie Cheadle