Lonely – Remembering Jo’s Legacy

by Jackie Darnbrough

Can you see it


in desperate eyes?


The cold grey fear of returning

to a house holding no-one,

searching across a chasm

for a touch, a smile. Kindness


You are the isolate,

watching with envy


with friends

sparking smiles,

wrapped in safety,

ignorant of your unsought solitude.


We are not aware of your sadness,

of your loneliness, of your tears.

We are content in our envelope of warmth.


Some always turn away, embarrassed

by your otherness and choose

not to see.


So small a cost to reassure

with a gesture of care,

that you have a meaning, a value

that YOU too belong.

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