Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
-- W.H. Auden
as the dawn appears and the night slips away i get this feeling its going to be another boring day the same as yesterday and the day before when is this feeling going to end when will it not be there anymore
id like to start the day as happy as can be with no worry or stress put on me
i do the same thing day in and day out i get out of bed and start cleaning the house by the time ive done that it is breakfast time and the kids are awake and giving me a hard time, then its time to get dressed and drive them to school, a couple hours of peace while they are in school, then you get up and start nagging at me ive done nothing wrong so leave me alone, then off you go on your way without a care for the rest of the day, before i know it , it is 3 o clock pick the kids up and go to the shops, then tea time arrives and bed time follows, why is everyday so boring ??
i get in to bed and lie quiet in the dark thinking of the day that has past knowing that tommorow will be the same i dont think it will ever change.
as the dawn appears and the night slips away i think it is going to be another boring day.
you was nt there for me when i needed you the most i looked around the hospital and all the other women had they re partners with them to hold they re hand and tell them all was going to be ok, instead you left me there on my own i was so so scared, i had to come face to face with it and what i saw was every womens nitemare i know you did nt want me to do it but you said you would stand by my side well where was you because you was nt by my side, i did nt want to do it either but i done it for all of us, so id like to say to you thanks for nothing again,
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