Time to Celebrate Volunteers!
Andrea Sherko
Angela Lim
14/09/20
We’re all a little lonely.
When the sun is setting, and the air is cold
And we wish we had somebody to hold
And we have stories to share but no one to tell
And we can’t remember when we were last doing well.
When the land ahead is just grass and wild rye
And we have no neighbours to greet as we’re walking on by
And the nearest market is thirty miles far
And we’re all by ourselves wherever we are.
When the city is bustling, and the traffic is slow
And we want to get moving but we have nowhere to go
And we’ve lost sight of our friends by trailing behind
And we’re looking for something we can’t seem to find.
When we get up in the morning with a stretch and a yawn
There is something in us that keeps marching on
We have courage and hope, and we do understand
Even when things aren’t great, we do what we can.
When this loneliness is all you have known
Take comfort in knowing you are not truly alone
There are many out there who feel like you do
I know this for a fact, because I feel it too.
Written by Angela Lim