I am missing
my family,
They mean my
all to me,
I am so
family orientated
And they are
reciprocal,
But it’s
hard being sedated
As I find
travelling difficult,
But I
persevere not in gear
As I am slow
but I’m sincere
In my
texting to near and dear.
My
daughter’s love is the most,
We have a
relationship to boast,
She is a
matriarch seeing to me
Looking
after myself so sensibly.
Oh woe to me
with being unwell
Since I was
twenty I do hereby tell.
Copyright
Andrew Stevenson 30/08/2024
Thank you.
Love love, Andrew.
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