The One Who Meant The Most Poem by Ray Hansell

Talking to myself when I'm alone
Sitting in this place I call home
Wondering what I'm living for
I always thought life would hold much more
Working everyday just to make ends meet
Believe me, it's no small feat
It seems the more I try
The harder it is to get by
I don't drink because I can't afford booze
This isn't the life I thought I'd choose
It seems to get tougher everyday
Having to live my life this way
But I'll continue on as I do
In so many ways I'm not like you
I don't have money to buy a car
I've never seen a falling star
So therefore I can't make a wish
To get out of this abyss
Trust me that if I could
Making changes, I surely would
I always thought, my life would change
That somehow I could rearrange
The pieces of the puzzle that is my life
But, everything changed when I lost my wife
You see, she meant the world to me
She could always make me see
That regardless of all the bad
We should always be thankful for all we had
She calmed my world with her touch
I love and miss her so very much
Now, I'm hoping it won't be long
Till I'm where I belong
That is right by her side
No more tears need be cried


11-12-18/RjH