Sunday, 28 June 2015


A PA to help bathe
To toilet and dress;
But there’s more to living
Than just personal care.

Through access to work
I hold down a job;
Earn some corn
And, pay my way.

Thus social care
Maintains the body;
While access to work
Supports me in my job.

But what of life itself;
Of social interaction?
Without support,
How do I exercise my soul?

ILF bridges
The empty shadowland
Of social exclusion
And, the sunshine of independence.

So, give me bread
To feed my body;
But allow me roses
To satisfy my soul.