I Think It Would Be Nice
To be just happy
Living on my own
I have been someone
Partner way to long.
First my husband
And. That was ok
I grew depended on him
And again that was ok
I was his wife
But I seem to disappear
In my own life.
Then after my husband death
I moved in with mom and dad
Again not living on my own
I grew depended on them
And they did me
As they both got much
More ill you see.
Sadly mama passed
Now it been 3 more years since
I still not lived on my own
I now live with my sister
When I use to live in Pa.
I missed her
But now it seem somethings
I get to much of her
And her me.
We should not be living
Together you see.
I still not living alone
On my own.
It would be grand it would
Be wise.
If money aloud to finally
Have my own place
To sit looking out my own
Window at different things outside.
Perhaps I am not thinking clear
Maybe I would be lonely living alone
while rolling
Down my cheek a tear.
For being independent
Is a fear.
Copyright © Sharlotte Newan | Year Posted 2018
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