When things are at their lowest point

And life seems harder day by day

When you’re in need of encouragement 

And someone to help you see a way

You don’t expect it to be made worse

Then wonder “hang on am I cursed?”

For trying my best for those I love

Then hating myself for crying out

The Urban Poet 2019

◄ Where do you belong?

Parody for the Homeless ►


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Fred Varden

Sun 13th Jan 2019 19:15

Thanks Po.


Sun 13th Jan 2019 13:23

I am sorry to hear that Fred.

It must be so sad watching somebody you love slowly suffering daily.

All too often people ask how is your wife? Often never stopping to think about the toll it takes on the rest of the family.

Being a full time carer is exactly what it says on the tin Fred

My thoughts go out to you.


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Fred Varden

Sun 13th Jan 2019 11:19

Thanks for your support. I’m a full time carer to my wife who has Parkinsons, it’s the hardest most thankless task in the world.



Sun 13th Jan 2019 03:29

Nothing to hate here Mr Urban Poet

Nothing but rhyme and good reason.


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