How I see it.

The racing dynamo that was once my brain

Shone brightly lighting the way for my foot fall

But now as the light flickers and stutters

I stumble and sway along the way,

Waiting for normal service to resume

I stare at my open hand

And survey the broken pieces on the floor

How sure was I that I had a hold on my favourite cup.

Tears prickle my cheek

I feel alone, deserted by my senses.

that was yesterday and now

well this is the new me

more tolerant of fellow man, living for the moment,

taking time, because I have to, but now seeing things

I never noticed before. Simple pleasures.

Very thought provoking.

I felt your observation, your sadness and acceptance…your hope

Lovely!! x

BUMP…I don’t want you guys to miss reading Dinks thoughtful poem :slight_smile:

Such a lovely way to put your thoughts and feeling across. Polly x

Dinks That was pretty moving. Kate x x

Dinks - that was so thought provoking.

Hi that`s just how it is…well put together hun.

pollx

Thanks folks. I get to thinking lots in the wee small hours. If anyone has any tips for staying asleep longer than an hour at a time please share!