My pal has just od'd, been taken to hospital. Not really sure what to do. I have written her a poem:
Senses
I stand outside and see the stars are bright tonight
Shining, sparkling for us all to admire
It’s like heaven and a second sight
The rustling trees are a peaceful choir
I feel the grass and it’s moist with dew
Springtime is upon us; it’s a time of new beginning
From my eyes, it’s a lovely view
New baby birds begin to sing
Outside I look, the nights are getting longer
I feel the benefits of the striking hot sun
Winter has past so no more being sombre
Last year it’s what I would have done
I smell the morning’s new baked rolls
Fresh, pure and ultimately tasty
Well it’s a new day, so I set a few goals
No longer getting too hasty
I move around and watch the world go bye
Too fast to deal with, and too many hurdles
Looking out the window, all I seem to do is sigh
For comfort, I need a million cuddles
I taste freedom and a chance to self express
Opportunity galore has allowed me to beckon
Standards are high now, I don’t expect less
A fair world now though, that’s what I reckon
I hear a new song playing over and over
Fresh at first and then I feel it repeat, repeat, repeat
Then I realise it’s just a cover
Hidden with a new bouncing beat
What is the story I try to tell
Finding out what is actually real
As I see, I listen, I taste, I smell
But mostly I feel
I stand outside and see the stars are bright tonight
Shining, sparkling for us all to admire
It’s like heaven and a second sight
The rustling trees are a peaceful choir
Really hope that she pulls through okay and doesn't do it again