Life went on without me.
The house didn’t collapse.
My car collected dust.
The sun rose and set daily.
I missed my Mum.
I worried about her.
She got sick.
I worried more.
When the heart worries,
a holiday can’t be enjoyed.
The mind wanders.
Unease and anxiety cling.
Then she recovered.
This black cloud vanished.
My holiday mood brightened.
The day sunny and happy.
By C.E. Pereira
(17-6-2017)
HoneyGwhiz 
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