Just had an operation on my septum, bent no More

It feels like I have the flu, and quite Sore

It feels like I'm crying...maybe I Am

Not cos' of the pain, my Soul is in a Jam

I sit here in my comfy Chair, looking out into the Night

My garden is lit up with dozens of pretty Lights

It's quite therapeutic watching the Hedgehogs Dine

We feed them every night...It's quite a Pastime

I love the wildlife in my garden...Sanctuary...a safe Place

Away from nasty vehicles and the Human Rat Race

I feed the Birds too, built many feeders and water fonts...Quenches

It's a great feeling watching from one of my two Benches

It's attracting all the local Cats

We even have a few Bats

Dragon flies and Butterflies, many Bees Too

My garden. My Utopia. My Sanctuary...stops me Feeling Blue

As I sit here now, staring at the Dark

Insomnia, Melancholy...boosts my creative Spark

I'm really lucky to have a Woman that Cares and Loves Me

Without her to be honest...I'm Simply...Empty...

Oh! Here come the Tears again...it's only a Symptom

Well I have just had an operation on my Septum...

I already mentioned that...feeling Tired Now

Have to hopefully catch some Z's...Somehow

I could quite easily sit here all night long...but struggling now...Pathetic

Only sleep I've had is the time under Anaesthetic

Anyhow better turn in now, I Need to Dream

Hopefully a nice one...Like a Cat that's found a Gallon of Cream


Goodnight