My Worry
There’s a worry in my garden
stalking in the hedge,
it shakes the branches and the leaves
but I think mine is worse.
There’s a worry in my kitchen
buried in the sink,
the pots and pans come crashing down
but I think mine is worse.
A worry lives in my bedroom
hiding in the dark,
it scares me with its shadows and cries
but I think mine is worse.
My worry sits on my head
throbbing loud inside,
it really won’t leave me alone,
I know mine is worse.
stalking in the hedge,
it shakes the branches and the leaves
but I think mine is worse.
There’s a worry in my kitchen
buried in the sink,
the pots and pans come crashing down
but I think mine is worse.
A worry lives in my bedroom
hiding in the dark,
it scares me with its shadows and cries
but I think mine is worse.
My worry sits on my head
throbbing loud inside,
it really won’t leave me alone,
I know mine is worse.
This poem is copyright (©) Julie Stevens 2023

About the Writer
Julie Stevens
Julie Stevens writes poems for both adults and children. They sometimes reflect the impact MS has on her life. Her children’s poems have been published in Parakeet Magazine, Buzgaga, The Toy, Tyger Tyger Magazine, The Dirigible Balloon, Better Than Starbucks, Brian Moses’ blog, The Poetry Realm and The Reading Realm and in anthologies. She has two published adult pamphlets: Quicksand (Dreich, 2020) and Balancing Act (The Hedgehog Poetry Press, 2021). Poetry Website: JumpingJulesPoetry.com