When I was a child.
I was taught to be wild.
Then I got big and life turned mild.
Shadows of the past haunt me fast.
Sometimes life feels like a half mast.
Like a broken arm wrapped up in a cast.
For me everyday is a struggle.
I always feel stuck in a muddle.
Right now I could do with a cuddle.
Rain clouds come over am I drowning in a puddle?
©jezza
J