JELLY BEAN
My life is like a jelly bean,Waiting to be eaten all my life.
Like the swarms of honey bees,
Having their honey stolen,
From there warm and cosy hives.
I have no illusions of my life,
Having two children and a wife.
Have no worries or even fear's.
Yet there seems to many years,
That drive me to shed a tear.
Have no use for winter, Spring
or summers nothing left to do.
No need to even write the blues.
Aches and pains nobody wants to hear,
Then again these are my autumn years.
Strangely enough I often thought,
That a life loved would be enough.
So why do I feel so alone bereft.
As though I'm someone unseen,
Like a lost and lonely jelly bean.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2022-06-15 at 00:14
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