Hospital melancholy

I hate lying here with a drip 

Waiting for the next test 

Wish they could simply 

Move me up that waiting list 

I’m fed up with fasting 

Fed up with being fed up 

God, please help me cope 

Get me through this mope 

I want to run, have some fun

Ahh…another vampire taking blood 

I want to eat some delicious food 

Felt like a prisoner on death row 

Had a famous last meal you know 

Last night the lentil lasagna 

Tasted ooooh sooo gooood

The jelly and custard was divine 

I could eat another one right now 

But I’m fasting once again

And every advert on TV 

Shows me strawberries and then 

Children eating cookies once again 

My stomach rumbles with desire 

As I imagine; salivate and perspire 

At least I can dream of another meal

Surely time will finally reveal

Some respite from this undesirable plight 

How you see me

I’ve been viewed in many different ways over my life

Young and sexy in my teens; in my size 8 jeans

Skinny little teen/girl; within my own little world

I was shy, nervous; insecure and naive 

Oh so terribly shy; you wouldn’t believe 

People thought I was a snob! It’s true! 

But they didn’t really have a clue 

They never walked in my shoes…

As a child I felt happy within my family 

Loved by my parents; never was that in doubt 

I enjoyed going to school; learning was a pleasure 

Knowledge was my personal treasure

I wore it like a badge of honour you know

My parents were immigrants; new to this county 

I helped them learn this weird Aussie language 

I was proud of being at the top of early classes

28

I was 28 when I had my first child 

My second was born on 28th June 1989

My niece was born 28th December 1973

My mum passed on 28th December 2016

My Auntie was born on 28th April in the 1948

My uncle was born on 28th August 1940

I once took 28 sleeping pills when I wanted to die

Thank God I didn’t succeed 

I would have missed these precious years