IT'S GOOD TO TALK
IT’S GOOD TO TALK.
Whilst I was at work today.
I met a man along the way.
He did so want to talk to me.
And tell me of his ostomy.
Because this man is wheelchair bound.
Few proper listeners can be found.
Most people do not have the time.
To focus on this paradigm.
Most people do not understand.
The problems faced in ostoland.
So I spent some time with him.
Listening to his story grim.
Once he knew I was all ears.
He told me of his hopes and fears.
He found it easy to explain.
Physical and emotional pain.
He talked and talked and did not stop.
He told of illness and his op.
He needed someone to be there.
He needed someone who would care.
He needed to offload and rant.
And used me as his confidant.
I understood his plight you see.
For I too have an ostomy.
As we shared what we’d been through.
I felt a spark of friendship grew.
Those who experience first hand.
Are best placed to understand.
We all need someone to talk to.
That is for me as well as you.
It’s good to talk as we well know.
To rant and rave and let it show.
It empties out the negatives.
Making room for positives.
It clears the crap from deep within.
Replaces frowns with knowing grin.
It’s good to talk to other folk.
To hug and chat and tell a joke.
Talking helps to purge the soul.
Helps to heal and make us whole.
I’m glad I stopped to talk today.
Listening to what this man did say.
I’m also pleased to spend some time.
To put my sentiments in Rhyme.
B. Withers 2011