I also wrote the poem "I Sit Alone" in the early 1980's. At my place of work I was experiencing rejection from my co-workers and harassment from my boss. This was a long season of depression and of an aching lonliness in my life.
In this poem I tried to portray how beautiful the world was around me, yet I could not appreciate the beauty during this dark time in my life.
I Sit Alone
I sit alone and gaze up
at the stars in the sky;
they twinkle oh so brightly,
that it makes me wonder why.
I sit alone and wonder at
the greenness of a spring;
the newness and the freshness
of every living thing.
I sit alone and feel the heat
of a hazy summer’s day.
I watch the children on the street
run, and skip, and play.
I sit alone on a rock
and look out at the sea.
The rolling waves, the vastness,
and the beauty touches me.
I sit alone and breathe the crispness
of the autumn air,
with crunchy leaves upon the ground,
wind blowing through my hair.
I sit alone in the wintertime
watching as the wind blows,
snowflakes fluttering to the ground,
wind nipping at my nose.
I sit alone and marvel at
natures ever changing home,
but one thing never changes,
I sit alone.
Copyright 2010
Marilyn Warren
