as i climb the stairs
for the umpteenth time,
i wish just once
there was someone who
could carry me there,
to tuck me in
to kiss my brow
and turn off the light
and say, it’ll be all right
just sleep and i’ll
take care of all.
but when i awake
after a long night’s slumber
i open my eyes to find
everything is the same.
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Linda G. Hill 
Aww! great job, this is a beautiful poem and I can definitely relate, I hope someday you find someone like that.
Thank you so much. 🙂
very nice. i think it is safe to say many of us experience that from time to time.