Waking up to a moonlit sky
Asking myself Why oh Why
On my own its no lie
Wondering why I didn’t die
In freezing tempertures it was true
The man himself was going blue
With snow all around what would you do
In the moment of glory with no crewe
No first aider no sidekick
No one to talk too except the odd stick
Or passing person getting on your wick
Making you look as if your thick
Then a samaritian comes your way
As the sun rises at the break of day
Lifting your spirits so miserable and grey
To make you smile in a magical way
With some humour and money too
The odd bit of food you need inside you
Yet other timesyou don’t know what to do
As you carry on creating the new
Wishing, dreaming for success
Through the strife and all the stress
With acking pains to be the best
You have to survive nevertheless
Remembering the good times
Forgetting the bad
Feeling the laughter and getting sad
Dreaming of a lifeyou’ve never had
Hoping some day you’ll feel glad
You took all the pain to help someone like you
That hadn’t a chance which was so true
Because you are the creator of something new
That can help others and make them smile too
By Dr Geebers