Not Yet… but Soon…

When you tell people bad news Some will want to share their views Many offer to be there And for you do show much care

People say that you can talk Or maybe share in a walk Flowers and cards you may well get As you’re obvi’usly upset

But right then you’ve much to do You’ve not got the time for you There are deadlines to be met And much that you can’t forget

People told me to reach out That I just needed to shout But that was so hard for me Maybe I needed to be…

When a few more days had passed Interest didn’t seem to last The moment had come and gone Everyone else had moved on

I want them to reach my way Even if I’ve nowt to say I don’t like to be a pain So hope they ask me again

Most people can’t seem to see Now is when I can be free! At long last I have some time But to say now feels a crime

And yet some with me checked in Asking me how I had been – Things were very hard at first But that time may’n’t be worst

For when all tasks are complete Everything’s tidy and neat Then realisation may dawn That you do still need to mourn

January 2021 © Mary Deaves