THE WILDERNESS...

poem by: Frank Hornby .
Written on Apr 27, 2021

"Somehow my young life had become a total pretence..
it was so hard for me to understand...because nothing made any sense.
Carrying the burden of confusion...and a deep feeling of shame....
keeping the dark secret of my unwanted name....
I just needed a dad to call me his son...but this man didn't like me...
...love?...he never had none.
I was lost in the wilderness...never knew which way to turn..
"IF I AM A HORNBY!....WHY CALL ME BYRNE!..?...
I never realised, when I was just a small lad...
how important it was, to have a REAL DAD...
It messed up my head for quite a number of years...
being recognised as a "bastard"....was one of my dreaded fears.
...Alone in the wilderness...always having to pretend,
I couldn't imagine my future....I really couldn't see an end...
...Then one day I saw HER....she lit up my entire life...
Her name was Mary......thank god she became my wife."

 

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Frank Hornby . commented on Jun 28, 2021 at 6:01am
"Wilderness no more"......since 1966..xx

 

 

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