Help me!

Where can I find help, who will listen to me,

People say, just sort it out, just tell them its wrong,

If only it was that easy, just a call to put it right,

But it isn't.

Children told we don't love them, we don't care,

If only they knew the hours spent in the dark,

Sobbing, sobbing for hours on end.

You are not alone, we are in this together,

For how ever long it takes, email, phone or have tea,

Our grandchildren deserve everything we can think off,

To show we do care, we have not forgotten them and never will.

They are our children's children, part of each and every one of us.

I am here to listen, to hold your hand and pass the tissues,

I will make cake and brew the tea,

We will share are memories and look forward to good times,

Times when we will share that love and laughter once again.

Jane.( Rights Reserved)