I lost heart
I lost the will to live
After Margaret died
After I had cried
I felt alone
Deserted
What now can I do?
The road ahead I could not see
This was dead end for me
Now the sun is shining
Two grandsons visit me
My son I find my mainstay
All unworthily
My health is fairly constant
I have my own front door
And spaghetti Bolognese today
I do not ask for more
But losing heart was frightening
I had never known before
How low a human being gets
Your spirit on the floor
And counselling was the cure for me
The simple gift of speech
Confiding in another
For things once out of reach
So now I ask the Lord each day
To give my heart the strength
To live this day as gratefully
As all my life’s long length
So many things we can’t control
But this is in our power
To pray be still and understand
The gift that is in this hour
Brian Fahy
16 October 2022
Erris Poetry 