MY LONELINESS

      

       Is loneliness just really

       A simple state of mind

       I often wonder if it is

       When I am left behind

      

       When I am left alone

       And my wife heads down the street

       I often find the pantry

       Is a place to find a sweet

      

       I have a life which seems so full

       Almost every day

       But something deep inside me tells me

       That I ought to pray

      

       It sometimes seems so pointless

       To see the TV news

       Me - just sitting there alone

       Watching what I choose

      

       How can I break this cycle

       Would prayer help me to be

       Someone who does have a life

       Which others then can see

      

       My memory has had a blow

       I can’t remember much

       I don’t respond as readily

       To any grandchild’s touch

      

I had an operation on my heart

       Not  so long ago

       The mitral valve was not so good

       And I was going slow

      

       Everything has now been done

       To get me on the mend

       But now and then I wonder if

       I’m going round the bend

      

       Yes prayer I’m sure, at least I’m told

       Will open up the way

       And happiness and joy again

       Will lighten up my day

      

       I’m a dinky die Australian

       Port Broughton town of birth

       I've wandered here and wandered there

       For what it's worth

        Oh well! I guess I'll sruggle on

        Not sure what's down the track

        All I know is I'm still here

        I thank the Lord for that