Bless you all

The last day of freedom for at least a month. I’ll be honest and say that I’m dreading lockdown. Not because of not knowing what to expect but being reminded of what I did. There hasn’t been any mention of those that are vulnerable but I suppose it’s the same as last time. It’s very important to keep in close contact with loved ones. I nearly lost everything last time, and in a way I did but not this time. I’m slowly moving on but there are still memories that linger.

I don’t claim to be a poet, the following is really just prose written in a different order!

Bless you all and let’s keep in touch. ( ps who’d be interested in a zoom meeting as a social?)

I often sit and wonder

Why I travel the same roads

I did as a child

And have travelled no further

Than the end of my nose

Have I taken all the wrong turns

Or have my footsteps been forced

By chance, bad luck?

We are all stories

its up to us to tell a good one

Or at least an honest tale

With a happy ending

And a hero, tho’ blinded by thorns

Still slays the dragon

For his Princess in the tall tower

Deep in the forest

I close my eyes and wonder

Why we couldn’t find each other

In the dark

When we searched so hard

And I look to the tall places

And the big skies

Crying out for someone to answer

When I call her name