Time To Go

Here i am bed-ridden With troubles ive hidden From family and friends Who no longer care But i wont complain Though theres constant pain For deep down inside Its my very own cross to bear. So i just slowly slip away As i weaken day by day Only the doctors and nurses I allow to see I ask no sympathy please For tears wont appease Just believe that God above Will always be with me.

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Carl Fraser

Date: 11/2/2018 10:43:00 AM

Im ok Terry, i just lost my mMom after a long battle and i wrote this from her perspective. It was hard to watch but shes not suffering now. Thanks for popping in. Blessings Carl

Therese Bacha

Date: 11/1/2018 10:43:00 PM

Oh my God Carl, its Terry i hope you remember me, i left for 2 years and now I am back. I just read your name on one of my old poems, and jumped to read your poems, I got this one, so sad, what is happening please share with me, Please tell me first what is wrong with you. Take care Terry xoxo

Nette Onclaud

Date: 7/7/2018 10:30:00 AM

such a stirring write that makes me ponder on spirituality, carl... a gem!..huggs

Lyric Man

Date: 7/7/2018 7:31:00 AM

Hi Carl.. Good morning. I'm in the mountains with my dog (Bo) this morning. Sipping on your wonderful write and a hot cup of Joe. Nature is waking up and you're bringing a delight to my senses!