The Things I Can’t Always Say!
I can never say what I want to say as the hours gradually
tick by on the clock.
It turns into weeks, months, years, decades soon centuries.
It comes to the time I’m in a care home and don’t
know how old I am.
I am invisible, never to die. Sometimes it’s not a
good thing, others ask me why!
By Ellie A
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