Saturday 9 January 2021

2020 the year that wasn't

2020 the year that never happened-the silence was deafeningly loud, 
A cough a sneeze you'd never believe made u really stand out of a crowd, 
How can it be with all our skills that we cannot put it right, 
faces covered like the best kept secrets hidden in plain sight
Onwards and upwards we hope we can be
Healthy and happy and most of all free
To love & to hug & to kiss oh my word! 
No mixing, no fixing, no shouts to be heard
Orders to Shelter in place within your bubble 
No haircuts, beards grown, upon last years stubble, 
We're hoping and hurting, a heavy heady brew, lucky to have friends and family their love like a glue, 
Asking each other how you are becomes the limit of what we can do 

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