Wednesday, 12 August 2009

Invisible.

Am I still here, can you see me young man?
Did I wake up one day, with a wall in my way?
Did I grow old overnight, did I not put up a fight?
Or, am I just invisible?
I can't use a mobile phone my dear,
My eyesight is failing and I cannot hear.
It's true what they say, that you grow old every day.
Or, am I just invisible?
I am a mother of three wonderful boys,
I can still see them playing surrounded by toys.
I'm not old - I can't be, I won't let them see,
That they too will be, invisible one day - just like me!

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