10/02/2022
Too Long a Rolling Sun
No words to say
How I feel right now
Struggling to explain those thoughts
My mind is having an internal row
My head is switched on
Yet my mouth does not know
The oven is broken
The bread is uncooked dough
I can see and hear
Yet speaking is hard
I am the blunt edge
Of a well worn shard
Fingers crossed
My voice does normalise
Looking around me
Trying to convey with my eyes
Hand signals and waving arms
Stumbling through each phrase
Been too long already
Counting each of these days
So much support I have received
Grateful for each and every one
Hopefully it will improve
I hope with each rolling sun.
❤🖋❤