Poem

It's funny where humour takes you.
Memories or voices in head.
Pen; frail...almost dead.
Piano keys...where have they gone.

It's funny where memories take you
to the girl you used to be.
It's funny how sun shone forever
with strawberries and cream for tea.

It's funny when cruel words are spoken
but hidden in a funny joke.
It's funny when your clothes don't fit
and you don't know how to hit back.