Facing the future

( from 'Twilight Years' by Audrey Coatesworth)

I talked to Patience

In my head, of course

She was unusually abrupt

'I'm neither donkey nor a horse

I have always tried my best

But, it never is enough

I can help no more

I'm really not so tough'

So, I looked for Courage

I decided to have a word

'I have been stretched to my limit

To try more would be absurd

Something must be wrong

I really do declare

As I feel quite defeated

And, what's more, I do not care'

Humour, my dear friend

What help can you now give

I have suffered far too much

But still I want to live

'Fear not, there is still a lot

That makes me want to smile

Hold my hand, and together

Let's go the final mile'

Patience go to your bed

Until you find more strength

'I'll recover', said Courage

'My string has still some length'

Then, I was given a message

Though not on my mobile phone

Just a different kind of thought

'Fear not, you will not walk alone'

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