A new job have I, and one of which I am proud,
A new life have I, although I am mostly alone in the crowd.
Good friends - the best have I, although I sleep alone,
Special family have I, but away they live - but I must not moan.
No husband have I, I sent him away,
As we hurt each other - with words, each day - he stayed.
No children have I, God has them by his side,
I hope if they can see me - they look with pride.
This new life have I, it fills me with dread,
As I lay here alone, tucked up in my bed.
The 'what if's' feel like mountains,
My alone tears - shed like fountains.
But these things I cannot openly admit
As a certain husband would say I am the culprit.
And except for when my cat makes a playful sound,
Whilst leaping and rushing around.
The never-ending silence is truely overwhelming,
I am really wishing.... the phone would ring....
Checked a million times..... hearing the tone of a working line
Busy friends and family have I.
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