Are we ever ready? – poem by Sophie.

I wasn’t ready, but are we ever ready? 

I wasn’t ready, but I had to be prepared. 

Prepared to cook a meal, prepared to do my laundry.

But I wasn’t ready for the responsibilities of life and the challenge of keeping a roof over my head.

I had to be ready and I had to be prepared, who else would be there to do it for me?

Are we ever ready? 

Ever ready for the unexpected and financial surprises? 

Are we ever ready, when the water pressure drops? 

These are the things which are never thought of. 

I had to be prepared to arrange my appointments, I had to be prepared to make my own way there. 

But I wasn’t ready to hear life changing news, on my own with nobody there. 

I wasn’t ready, but are we ever ready? 

I wasn’t ready, I wasn’t prepared.