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What can I say about this particular poem?  I loved writing it and enjoy reciting it as a party piece.  
It's purely a tongue in cheek explanation of living alone that makes me smile. I hope it does the same for you.
                                      Beverley

SINGLES LIFE

 

I'll sit at the back right over here

Then no one will see my angst or fear

Of taking this the first giant step

Into the singles life, but I bet

 

Nobody here feels at all like me

They are far too happy and carefree

Everyone seems to know each other

I'll sit still then no one will bother

 

Or wonder who's that right at the back

Dressed for a funeral all in black

I won't stay long just for a while

Won't need to talk then or to smile

 

That man over there's staring at me

What shall I do oh please let him see

I really don't belong in this group

If he comes over I'm in the soup

 

Oh why did I say I'd come tonight

Just watching TV for me is all right

I'm back at work now able to be

A sharp efficient business lady

 

Learnt how to play the cards I was dealt

Dependant on no one but myself

At times almost happy to be free

But is that only me kidding me

 

I do wish my friends and family

Would give up trying and let me be

All because now I'm living alone

And no man calls me on the phone

 

They think I'm letting life pass me by

That all I do is sit home and cry

But I change plugs and can mend a fuse

Know which type of screwdriver to use

I've got the dog two fish and a cat

I can't see anything wrong with that

What if my life's all work and no play

I'm happy just getting through each day

My God he's coming over to me

What shall I say I hope he can't see

My shaking hands and my throat's dry too

How I wish that I could sink right through

The floor, or that he'd just disappear

Oh why did I agree to come here

Just to get the do-gooders off my case

Hang on he's really got a nice face

Maybe I will stop here for a while

And would it hurt to give him a smile

 

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