Deborah Rose Green

I'm Not Alone

I’m lucky that I’m not alone
When that hellish darkness consumes the heavens,
Snuffing out the bright greyness like a cold, black glove.

I’m frozen to the very bone,
As if I’m not wearing the thickest white fur winter coat
That exists to tackle the cold.

It’s not so much a thing I own,
As a thing I am.
Hannah understands that.

She’s the only friend I’ve ever known.
She held me as cub, when I was lost
And separated from my kin.

Since then, I’ve grown.
I’m big and strong and take care of her
Just like she took care of me.

I love the way that I was shown,
A nose to nose,
A hum and smile.

I’m just so glad I’m not alone.


Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash
By Deborah Rose Green, 17/11/2020