The companion of a mirror

I say good night to I in the mirror,

and the mirror says good night right back.

It's companionship couldn't be clearer

I enjoy the company of my creaking house,

and the odd sounds in the night.

The House talks to me when no one is around.

and I talk to it in turn.

And when I think of loved ones who passed,

I set a candle in my window to burn.

 

Oh, my little dog is companion enough,

and I am companion to my self.

And, I've friends who lend a hand when it's tough,

I am grateful to them for my mental health.

 

No man is an Island, a Rock, Dunn said,

But I think he understood we are more like a ship instead.

We need our ports and we need our journeys,

We need our trials and we need to rest and be repaired.

I am lonely for missing dear friends long gone,

And sometimes I sing that despairing song.

But their voices are alive within my mind

And I hold onto them tightly in my heart.

Christopher H. Holte