They think that I’m alone
They ask “How do you fare?
You’ve lived for so long by yourself
No other human there.
“How do you pass the day
So many hours to fill?
Does errant noise cause you to fear?
What happens if you’re ill?”
Their words spring from concern
From worry for my health
But far from lonely are my days,
Of friends I have a wealth.
Their barks have kept me safe
The best of company,
The horses nicker my approach
My donkey brays to me.
No life would I prefer, it seems
Society does pall
I count them singly and by name
My friends, they’re with me all.
About the Creator
Marie McGrath
Things that have saved me:
Animals
Music
Sense of Humor
Writing
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