IOI (7/4/1934 / Hebburn.Co Durham U.K)


How strange it is to be pain free
after long years of misery.
A life confined to my wheelchair
I found was difficult to bear.

I tried to bear it patiently
and clung to one hope stubbornly
That they would find a cure for me
and once again I would be free.

To live quite independently.
Take control of my destiny
To come and go just as I pleased,
from my paralysis released.

Freedom took me by surprise.
It took a while to realise
that I was free completely free
no longer tied to my body.

I had not thought of death as kind
. I can see now that I was blind
Death turned the key to set me free
and I rejoice exultantly.

I’ve left a hollow shell behind.
I spread my wings and go to find
those that I loved who’ve gone before.
I do not think I’d ask for more.


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Comments (3)

Hi Ivor! A very expressive touching poem! Nice of you to share! (10) ! Thad
This is such a moving piece of writing Ivor, beautifully expressed. 'Freedom'. May this release come us all, in time. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Some times death is your last best friend, no more pain or woe, just by letting go into paradise like we have never known..10