I Stand Alone
When I call out, no one hears me,
When I laugh, no one joins in.
I go out, but have no place to be.
I watch the game, not caring who will win.
I cook for two, only one will dine.
I have a funny story, no one to tell.
I sort through the mail, it is all mine.
I leave the house, there is no farewell.
I cry, but no comfort comes.
I sing, no one there to make fun.
Something to repair, I am all thumbs.
At dawn, no one to share, the rise of the sun
I wear a new outfit, no one to admire.
I stumble, no one lends a hand.
Not much written, no one to inspire.
Facing the future, it is alone that I stand.
Copyright © Sandra Weiss | Year Posted 2019