I wore my best suit today,
I don’ t wear it much, these days,
Polished my shoes especially,
Put on a face that was brave.

I was in no hurry,
But I arrived an hour before I was due,
Tried to chat once I was called,
About the weather, as you do.

I said: “I’ m having trouble hearing”
But then the doctor asked,
“Now how is everything at home,
since your Rebecca passed?”

Caught me out, that one,
A bolt, out of the blue,
I don’ t mean to cry, so sorry,
Now please don’ t you cry too.

They said I should throw her clothes away,
And clear a little space,
Move that make-up from the table,
That she so carefully placed.

Yes doctor, I’ m lonely,
Direct question, direct answer,
I have no direction,
Since, you know, the cancer.