My step daughter, who I’ve been looking after since I lost Elaine, was taken to ICU on the 27th July and the title is the program and spin speed she told me before hand.


Fifty nine twelve hundred

Charlotte what are you doing?
You’re supposed to be here
Instead you are elsewhere
Leaving me with my tears
That fall on my face
And worry on my mind
Breaking my heart
And myself I cannot find

So will you soon return
And lean again on the door
There’s more than me that misses you
I’m not sure I can take anymore
But the amount of times I’ve sat here
Heard the washer start and wondered
Until you told me the pass code
Was fifty nine twelve hundred

Come back soon my little bling queen




Poetry by peter williams
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Written on 2026-07-28 at 09:27

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Wishing a return to health for Charlotte, and well-being for you, peter.
2026-07-28