P.H.Rose

Fear....

                  Fear....
I shall not dwell upon this life,
Of early days, of times of toil.
Punishment and lack of protection,
strange bed fellows in early years.
I will not talk of times of want,
Of lack of funds or empty font.
You invade my thoughts,
Added uncontrollable fears.
For all these long years,
I shall not waste one
second more on tears..