I chose this solitary life
One plate one cup one fork one knife
With time and space to sit and think
and follow where my dreams have flown
My family all live apart
but they are closer in my heart
I'll visit them then ride away
to once more spend time on my own
One table and a single chair
with no-one opposite to share
or roll their eyes over the choice
of music playing on my phone
Only the sad people are sad
My single status make me glad
Most un-dependant have I grown
But never lonely, just alone.