Prevalent sunlight darts in through the curtains
and rests conveniently on the eyes
deliberately trying to wake me, I'm certain
was the purpose as it set out from the skies
I half open an eye and then the other
rub them together, let out a cry
and look to my left, then to my right,
and remember I slept alone at night
I look at the trees swaying together,
and roses gloating united outside
like they will continue to do forever
amused at the companionship I've been denied
'You may be able' they claim,
'to hide from the rain,
the glowing sun and its burning flame
but never will you ever slip away from the pain
of being alone
That much is known'
Yes, you're right!
I completely agree,
But contrite I am not
for can you not see?
Though I may be all by myself
with no-one to hold, love or hate,
I know not what's to be my fate
You will all be here, in hundreds of years
all the same
under the rain and the sun's burning flame
I shall not and will have known
of a life of change unlike your own