- 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.
Thoughts on politics, economics, life and creative works from the author including poetry
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