Lonely

She lived in Paris…

But she was lonely most of the time,

And she couldn’t understand why.

So she called her Dad and he came to visit.

‘Time, he said, has a great habit of helping us out. So keep your head down and see.’

He hugged her

When he left she could still hear his voice

So she left her new, sad apartment and kept her head down

And she got on with it

He was kinda right

Soon it turned into her old, happy apartment

And she saw the city differently