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She walked this earth alone

For most of her long years

She never found true happiness

Just hurt, regret and tears

People didn't understand her

They said she was quite mad

Nobody ever saw the hurt and pain

And the fact she was so sad

She wasn't always like that

In the beginning she could smile

But she never found that lasting love

Just folk that stayed awhile

But then one day she met him

He was everything she'd ever dreamed

There was lots of love and affection

That was everlasting.......or so it seemed

But fate can have a twisting way and one day he was gone

He left her with a broken heart and no will to carry on

Family turned against her because she brought them shame

That man had left her pregnant

And now things would never be the same

She could not keep her baby others did decide

So she had her fostered out and every day she cried

Some years went by before at last she could bring that little girl home

But she could not show her love

As to much unhappiness she had known

She thought of all those wasted years

And all that she had lost

She only had ever made just one mistake

But forever had paid the cost

When time came for her to pass over

Hardly anyone she'd a tear

As did it really matter that she was no longer here?

But now at last she has it all

All she had ever yearned

The love the peace the harmony

Is everything she had earned

So now at last she can smile again

As the love is hers to keep

She will never be alone again

Or ever have to weep

God Bless that dear old lady

And YES I miss her so

Because I was THAT daughter

A person she didn't know.

Carolly;623706 wrote: She walked this earth alone

For most of her long years

She never found true happiness

Just hurt, regret and tears

People didn't understand her

They said she was quite mad

Nobody ever saw the hurt and pain

And the fact she was so sad

She wasn't always like that

In the beginning she could smile

But she never found that lasting love

Just folk that stayed awhile

But then one day she met him

He was everything she'd ever dreamed

There was lots of love and affection

That was everlasting.......or so it seemed

But fate can have a twisting way and one day he was gone

He left her with a broken heart and no will to carry on

Family turned against her because she brought them shame

That man had left her pregnant

And now things would never be the same

She could not keep her baby others did decide

So she had her fostered out and every day she cried

Some years went by before at last she could bring that little girl home

But she could not show her love

As to much unhappiness she had known

She thought of all those wasted years

And all that she had lost

She only had ever made just one mistake

But forever had paid the cost

When time came for her to pass over

Hardly anyone she'd a tear

As did it really matter that she was no longer here?

But now at last she has it all

All she had ever yearned

The love the peace the harmony

Is everything she had earned

So now at last she can smile again

As the love is hers to keep

She will never be alone again

Or ever have to weep

God Bless that dear old lady

And YES I miss her so

Because I was THAT daughter

A person she didn't know.






tearjerker that :-3 :-3 but good

jimbo;623707 wrote: tearjerker that :-3 :-3 but good
Thanks Jim.......Thats only part of it........who knows one day I may write more of how society used to rob you of a happy childhood, thank goodness it wouldn't be allowed now.

that was so moving :-1

littlemissgiggle;623711 wrote: that was so moving :-1Guess real life always is love and thanks for your comment.

is that what happened to you in real life.

sorry i have to ask :-3

I was adopted,I find this poem sad but beautiful

Thankyou for sharing

Mia xx

Carolly;623706 wrote: She walked this earth alone

For most of her long years

She never found true happiness

Just hurt, regret and tears

People didn't understand her

They said she was quite mad

Nobody ever saw the hurt and pain

And the fact she was so sad

She wasn't always like that

In the beginning she could smile

But she never found that lasting love

Just folk that stayed awhile

But then one day she met him

He was everything she'd ever dreamed

There was lots of love and affection

That was everlasting.......or so it seemed

But fate can have a twisting way and one day he was gone

He left her with a broken heart and no will to carry on

Family turned against her because she brought them shame

That man had left her pregnant

And now things would never be the same

She could not keep her baby others did decide

So she had her fostered out and every day she cried

Some years went by before at last she could bring that little girl home

But she could not show her love

As to much unhappiness she had known

She thought of all those wasted years

And all that she had lost

She only had ever made just one mistake

But forever had paid the cost

When time came for her to pass over

Hardly anyone she'd a tear

As did it really matter that she was no longer here?

But now at last she has it all

All she had ever yearned

The love the peace the harmony

Is everything she had earned

So now at last she can smile again

As the love is hers to keep

She will never be alone again

Or ever have to weep

God Bless that dear old lady

And YES I miss her so

Because I was THAT daughter

A person she didn't know.




Haunting words - it's made me go a bit quiet, and I'm a bloke heading for sixty. I'm quiet because I live in a village where an old woman will sit on a log seat on the side of the road and watch the world go by - I tend to roll my eyes up at her and think "get a life" but I know nothing about her apart from where she lives. I sometimes think how sad it must be to have so few friends or outside interests sitting on a bench on the side of the road means everything to her. It made me think because, like her, I too live an isolated life. Outside work I have no friends. My entire life revolves round my wife, my sister-in-law, and my daughter. Nobody else gives a s**t. This point was brought home to me because I was drafting out my will, and actually had to put "subject to there being enough persons present at the service to justify a couple of hymns, the following are particularly meaningful to me..."

If you have a close-knit family, embrace it with everything you've got, because as the years begin to catch up with you, fewer and fewer people will be around. I'm not being morbid, but not everybody has friends who care.

littlemissgiggle;623730 wrote: is that what happened to you in real life.

sorry i have to ask :-3Yes indeed it was my mother and indeed that baby was me......even today I can remember being taken away from my foster parents that I came to know as Mum and Dad after 5 years.....I remember screaming and then being put in an orphanage. All I remember are the tears.........then my mother took me to live with her and her mother and thats when my lost childhood really began.......................

Mia;623807 wrote: I was adopted,I find this poem sad but beautiful

Thankyou for sharing

Mia xxMia I wrote this and know the haunting words to it off by heart. Thank God at the end of her sad life she indeed regret our "lost" yesterdays and was the only time she actually told me she loved me but it still dont wipe out the hurt and pain of a little girl that grew up without love...........

Pinky;623811 wrote: Wow, that's really fantastic!Thankyou so much love and after reading your work I indeed take that as a compliment. I have a dog poem that I wrote that I regard as one of my best the only trouble is nobody can read it without crying so when I put it on I suggest you have a tissue at hand lol. Lonely Lady is very special to me as you can imagaine though and if my mothers looking down at this she can see that at last she is indeed loved.

weinbeck;623934 wrote: Haunting words - it's made me go a bit quiet, and I'm a bloke heading for sixty. I'm quiet because I live in a village where an old woman will sit on a log seat on the side of the road and watch the world go by - I tend to roll my eyes up at her and think "get a life" but I know nothing about her apart from where she lives. I sometimes think how sad it must be to have so few friends or outside interests sitting on a bench on the side of the road means everything to her. It made me think because, like her, I too live an isolated life. Outside work I have no friends. My entire life revolves round my wife, my sister-in-law, and my daughter. Nobody else gives a s**t. This point was brought home to me because I was drafting out my will, and actually had to put "subject to there being enough persons present at the service to justify a couple of hymns, the following are particularly meaningful to me..."

If you have a close-knit family, embrace it with everything you've got, because as the years begin to catch up with you, fewer and fewer people will be around. I'm not being morbid, but not everybody has friends who care.
Weinbeck your words are also so haunting and so very true. Not knowing to this day who my father was and my mother never married as you can imagine my family is very limited........actually just 2 second cousins. I never had children, by choice may I add and oh yes I deeply regret that now but is that for selfish reasons.......I guess so Im afraid.Nobody attended my mothers funeral except me and my husband and sometimes I ask myself.......who will be at mine???

Thankyou so much for your story and sharing abit of your life with us.

One thing my past has taught me..........Nobody should be without love. Yes love comes in many forms but that don't matter as long as you have some in your life.Grasp it as to be loved by anybody is better than no love at all and for those who have lost their loved ones and feel so alone now...........remember the love of that person has left you memories that can never die and that person is only a whisper away............

Carolly;624134 wrote: One thing my past has taught me..........Nobody should be without love. Yes love comes in many forms but that don't matter as long as you have some in your life.Grasp it as to be loved by anybody is better than no love at all and for those who have lost their loved ones and feel so alone now...........remember the love of that person has left you memories that can never die and that person is only a whisper away............


What gets me down is the hyprocasy of it all. You all know the situation: a totally disfunctional family (by that I mean distant cousins and their respective wives/husbands) congregating outside a church; kisses and hugs:

"Oh Anthea, daahling! It's been SO long - we really MUST keep in touch..." And out come the address books and exchange of telephone numbers et al, knowing full bloody well that the next time Isabelle and Anthea meet up will be at the next "family" funeral, or maybe a wedding. It's something that really, really sickens me. The two things I cannot stand in this world are empty words and broken promises. Cling to happy memories if you can, and talk about them often - they are there. You just need to dig them out. You have a whole family out here who'd happily talk to you. Bad memories are so negative, and depression soon sets in.

One final thing - in death we actually gain immortality - my late father was eighty-nine when he passed away. If God spares my until I'm that old, he will never, ever, be any older. Early school friends are exactly the same - try to imagine them the same age as you - it's impossible. I'm sorry if I'm prattling on - it just I know just how weak a disfunctional family can be. I was the last one to leave home. None of the others had any time for me or anybody else in the family for that matter - they all flew the nest at the earliest opportunity. Kismet - that's just how it comes out of the mold.

weinbeck;624455 wrote: What gets me down is the hyprocasy of it all. You all know the situation: a totally disfunctional family (by that I mean distant cousins and their respective wives/husbands) congregating outside a church; kisses and hugs:

"Oh Anthea, daahling! It's been SO long - we really MUST keep in touch..." And out come the address books and exchange of telephone numbers et al, knowing full bloody well that the next time Isabelle and Anthea meet up will be at the next "family" funeral, or maybe a wedding. It's something that really, really sickens me. The two things I cannot stand in this world are empty words and broken promises. Cling to happy memories if you can, and talk about them often - they are there. You just need to dig them out. You have a whole family out here who'd happily talk to you. Bad memories are so negative, and depression soon sets in.

One final thing - in death we actually gain immortality - my late father was eighty-nine when he passed away. If God spares my until I'm that old, he will never, ever, be any older. Early school friends are exactly the same - try to imagine them the same age as you - it's impossible. I'm sorry if I'm prattling on - it just I know just how weak a disfunctional family can be. I was the last one to leave home. None of the others had any time for me or anybody else in the family for that matter - they all flew the nest at the earliest opportunity. Kismet - that's just how it comes out of the mold. I read this with so much interest as much of what you write I agree with so much. Its like Xmas Cards.........years ago a cousin who was often in my area sent me a Xmas Card........Im afraid I sent it back saying.........You dont bother the rest of the year so why now???Many may think thats out of order but I still stand by what I did. Anybody can send a card, it dont always mean a thing at times. a phone call or a visit to see if I was alive or dead would have been better seeing they were often about.The thing is when we met we always had a great time............I dont talk to that cousin now......and you want to know why???Many years ago when my husband done shift work he was working over Xmas meaning I was on my own.I was talking to my cousins wife and asked her what they were doing over Xmas and was told on Boxing Day they were having my cousins family over.......now please bear in mind that we were quite close at the time...........or so I thought.I informed her I was family and got a laugh saying ye but Im me and we can see each other any time and I can come the day after...............I never spoke to my cousin again.I felt so pushed out and shunned just like when I had been a child when I couldn't control my life, well now I was old enough and nobody would treat me like that again. His daughters got in touch with me in later years and we are very close now and infact last night I had them round and we had a great evening. I used to earn my living singing and like me they love to sing. We are infact going away for a few days all together in a couple of weeks. They know that their father and I cant stand each other now but we dont let that come between us. Oh dear I have gone on abit here............sorry but your words rung so many bells.Thankyou for making me write stuff down that I feel I needed to talk about and for your time on this thread.

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How can I know how you felt, Carol? I had such a happy childhood, I was so lucky. Except for an incident which you are aware of, my childhood was full of love within a wonderful family. Your poem is so very sad. But how can somebody come out of that and become such a caring and lovely person?

weinbeck;623934 wrote: Haunting words - it's made me go a bit quiet, and I'm a bloke heading for sixty. I'm quiet because I live in a village where an old woman will sit on a log seat on the side of the road and watch the world go by - I tend to roll my eyes up at her and think "get a life" but I know nothing about her apart from where she lives. I sometimes think how sad it must be to have so few friends or outside interests sitting on a bench on the side of the road means everything to her. It made me think because, like her, I too live an isolated life. Outside work I have no friends. My entire life revolves round my wife, my sister-in-law, and my daughter. Nobody else gives a s**t. This point was brought home to me because I was drafting out my will, and actually had to put "subject to there being enough persons present at the service to justify a couple of hymns, the following are particularly meaningful to me..."

If you have a close-knit family, embrace it with everything you've got, because as the years begin to catch up with you, fewer and fewer people will be around. I'm not being morbid, but not everybody has friends who care.


hi weinbeck, not sure if you ever come back to read this thread but i've got to say i agree with you. i have been to more funerals in this last four years, including my husbands, than i've been to in my life.

my family have gone their own ways and have families of their own. i come in handy for baby sitting and loaning money etc

im now that most feared of women, single...... a threat to other womens husbands or invited out, out of pity cos im on me own and i hate it !!